Balance Sheet
Hold on to your
childhood teddy bear
And river bed rock
Pressed violets in
Baudelaire’s book of poetry
The love letter you
no longer have
The one you remember
Hold on to your soft
nightgowns
Your ivory silk
kimono
And velvet slippers
Your Limoges opal tea cup
And Grandma’s Belle Epoque pin
The one Grandpa gave
her
Your collection of
buttons wooden spoons
The shoe box filled
with seashells
Old family
photographs of people
You never knew
Hold on to your empty
canvasses
Your favorite hues
The blank journal in
red leather
Your sun salutations
and morning coffee
The quiet time at
dawn
Your hidden sensual
well
Hold on because it
will never be the same
Never the same again
Hold on
Dispose of worn out
outfits
The heavy sweater you
never unwrapped
Journals detailing
heartaches
Toxic false friends
who misguide you in jealousy
And when thoughts of
self-doubt corner you
Get into your warrior
pause
And feel the wild cat
inside
Hold on to the
morning mist
And translucent
shades of pearl
Your favorite shoes
The candle that glows
like gold
Your French seductive perfume
Play lists in the
hour after midnight
Hold on to silences
the memory of a kiss
His hand in
tenderness when he desired you
The memory of your first lover
Papa’s photograph as
a young man
Promises made at
twilight
Dispose of garish
fabrics and cheap paint
They were never yours
Petty comments and
memories of betrayal
Get into your warrior
pause
Hold on to your inner
most female
The mystique awe and
curiosity
Secret fantasies of
unconsumed romances
Pink socks and
rhinestone barrettes
Your garden and
penchant for discretion
The longing for
harmony
Dispose of cruel
remarks the haughty sneers
When cynics debunk
your ideals and dreams
Distrust sarcasm ever
so subtle
Teases that control
and erode a part of you
Dispose of
unrestraint exposure
Overt parading
Intrusion of all
spaces
Hold on to the
invisible hand of a friend
A sense of adventure
and mystery
Your tender core when
your voice like honey
And your touch a
feather
When all is lifted
surrender to a lover’s embrace
Hold on to your oasis
in moonshine
Your Venus and
Northern Star
When anguish besieges
you
Hold on
Ride with the wave
and float
Your face towards the
sun
Listen to the ocean
Call your name
Feel the breeze in
you hair
Taste the sea foam
Hold on because it
will never be the same
Never the same again
Hold on
Now and tomorrow
Yvette Isabelle Stenzel
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