“How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true;
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face.”
― William Butler Yeats, The Collected Poems of W.B. Yeats
I carry sorrow in my bones and wear my pain
for life is a masquerade of dancing ghosts that play
in the chasms of my mind with silk ties that bind
me to the silent skeletons of my past.
Black crows keep me company, bring me old coins
each one etched with a memory of my past life
Some shiny and gold, others burnished and old
from the patina of revisiting them over and over again.
Did I do what was right,
Did I do what was true,
Did I do what was good in my youth?
And then I realize I did my best with the wisdom I possessed,
and all the rest is a lesson in futility.
©2022 Linda Lee Lyberg
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 26 years and their latest rescue, Jackson “Jax” Lyberg. Linda writes various forms of poetry, as well as short stories. You can read more of her works at: charmedchaos.com and view anthologies containing her work here: Amazon Author Page