Painted Pity

pity paints her cheeks in shades of silence
there’s grace in her tearful sighs and
reluctant embraces
she holds her head high though
inside she’s falling apart
do you desire to lift her hand to your lips?
she’s bore the brunt of it all
and for some reason
continues placing one foot before the other
mud cakes her ankles
though you are unlikely to notice
her heart is shaped in kindness and charity
careful where you tread for
she’s bound to crumble at your slightest brush
you bestow your blessing
of condolences and clemency
her eyes flicker away
did you catch their sorrow?
she’s hurting more now
than she would ever let on
just hold her and
tell her you’ll love her forever

tara caribou | ©2020

Read this and more in my poetry book, Four.

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