Subtle Undoing

 ...and so it goes; baby grows! Grandson Brantley is entering the world of...FOOD!!! such fun:)

Subtle undoing of skylines and stars

Spars with pursuit and its dream

Circumstance siphons from infinite jars

Heart and soul’s earnest esteem

Fragile, the flower that blooms on the air

Tugging time’s bower twixt hope and despair

Unknowns unravel and leave in their wake

Fragments of what used to be

Darling, the gavel of life’s give and take

Falls with velocity

Who can undo what runs through to and from?

Tenacious, vexing, ubiquitous sum

Onyx annulment of middle-night wanes

Filling our visage with gold

Past, like a fasting beast on the east feigns

Fortune; it slips from our hold

Anguish and awe in raw fullness allies

With the undoing of dawn’s wooing skies

Breakfast, lunch, dinner, mouth’s sweet-simple joy

My, what a blessed bunch are we

Life lends us laughter with wee girl and boy

Home houses its family

When and where spills its allotment; we drink

Chins dripping with time’s invisible ink

Incessant circuit of morn, noon and night

Moves through yon, blue vestibule

Labyrinth woven with grief and delight

Shards of steel, whispers of tulle

What but God’s love, can comfort twilight’s toll

Subtle undoing of all but the soul

© Janet Martin