Gone From Fragile Sight

“Why didn’t I learn to treat everything like it was the last time. My greatest regret was how much I believed in the future.” 

― Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close

Gone from fragile sight 
bright promise of tomorrow 
and in its place comes creeping 
on silent pads of uncertainty, 
black-cat thoughts stalking 
with deadly grace
Imprisoning all hope
that remains in their wake-
Shattering illusions 
of a felicitous future.

©2020 Linda Lee Lyberg

The Sunday Muse #130

Linda Lee Lyberg is a wife, mother, artist, published poet and author. She resides in Mesa, AZ with her husband Pete (aka The Big Viking) of 24 years, and her dog, Ricky Bobby. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com
and purchase anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page

15 Comments on “Gone From Fragile Sight

  1. “Creeping on silent pads of uncertainty” wow that is a streller and oh so true line Linda! I feel the pain these lines convey. Uncertainty is a theif indeed. It steals our peace. So glad to see you at the Muse! Oh and I love that quote too!!

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  2. You’ve depicted this image in much the same way I have. I’d like to think that these cats of doom need doing away with. Here’s to better futures and robust hopes!❣️

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