a wonderful observational piece, albeit looking inwards in more way than one. You really have captured a mind that drifts back and forth in a wayward way, especially when performing mundane chores. My mind drifts when making love...*coughs*
As for the fly...
don't shout or they will all want one!
Seriously, a good reflective piece and nominated from me.
I can't seem to form much of a comment either. The emotion in this is profound and my heart goes out to you. Each line speaks softly of this free spirit weighed down by sorrow. Wanting clarity perhaps, or a more solidly paved road.
So often in our routine is when we learn about chaos. This poem broke my heart, Andrea. You have the past, present and future displayed so well here. I can't really seem to form a comment, I just feel heavy. Your emotions are very apparent here. <3 Loves to you!
I don't remember ever reading such a sad poem written by you. I can relate so well and I can picture washing dishes and looking through the window and all the moments that seemed forgotten are back. Tears are running down the face while dealing with sorrow others don't know exist.
I can see a lonely kitchen that once was a place filled with life and laughter. Nothing will last forever. You did such an amazing job with this sadly I used all my votes. This deserves to win.