I am here but not really

[satoritee]

I trim my nails
parts of me fall away
as hard crescents on the floor.
A pickled Soul
in a glass jar
fragile as hell.
A bluebottle buzzes near my ear
and sunlight passes through me
translucent as chiffon,
ephemeral as the bluebottle’s
iridescent wing.
I am here but
not really
l was here
but not really.

[Danik 2016]

Interesting poem!
Even not being here, I hope you stay here.

[tailor STATELY]

Welcome to LitNet !!!

Enjoyed your poem, especially "A bluebottle buzzes near my ear
and sunlight passes through me
translucent as chiffon,
ephemeral as the bluebottle’s
iridescent wing."

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

[satoritee]

Interesting poem!
Even not being here, I hope you stay here.

Thank you Danik. :)

[satoritee]

thanks Tailor....will be posting more if I can successfully log myself in

[satoritee]

Welcome to LitNet !!!

Enjoyed your poem, especially "A bluebottle buzzes near my ear
and sunlight passes through me
translucent as chiffon,
ephemeral as the bluebottle’s
iridescent wing."

Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
tailor STATELY

thanks Tailor....will be posting more if I can successfully log myself in

[Jerrybaldy]

Enjoyed your poem. I'm not here either.

[satoritee]

Enjoyed your poem. I'm not here either.

Thanks Jerry

[Jerrybaldy]

Have just reread this. Still great :)