(a poem for Facebook)

Words slip from the screen,
winding me in threads of text,
binding mind and feeling.

Fumbling at the brisk
pace of caring,
I scroll through worlds—

loss, laughter, lunch on Tuesday,

silent strings of detail that
glisten outward

and by gossamer connection
I am both secured and sliced,
life left as ribbons
in my hand.


  1. Jennifer

    May 15, 2012

    Beautifully written!!

  2. Blue

    May 15, 2012


  3. Melissa Y

    May 15, 2012

    LOL, Blue

    Thanks Jennifer!

  4. Sharlee

    May 15, 2012

    Love the poem. And love you, Melissa and Blue! 🙂

  5. Scott Crane

    May 15, 2012

    You had me at ‘mormon women’…

  6. Sage

    May 16, 2012

    Gorgeous. Perfect. That is facebook for me too! Written so well. Thanks!

  7. Melissa Y

    May 16, 2012

    Scott, I’m dying laughing! Thanks for popping in. 🙂

    I appreciate your kind words, Sage.

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