Anticipation of beginning again


Like spilt milk
later to sour
an immediate response
to cleanse
wasn’t enough.

A whiteness that
blanked out what
we had been
like our love
lost consciousness.

Now after, the hours of it all
we face each other
in anticipation
hold a canvas cleared.

Dip your hand with me
to paint the next.

© Ali Grimshaw 2019

dVerse Poets Pub – waiting 

18 thoughts on “Anticipation of beginning again

  1. a blank canvas, clean slate – the pause between the moment lovers paint something together – I love the way the words trip off the tongue and the poem deserves several readings – more complex than it first appears


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