Falling dominoes are capable of unraveling a life tapestry as if one interwoven thread that bonds all others was tugged at just the right moment when all stars were aligned in the universe. You wouldn't know it by looking at a harmless domino... This diary is about the moments that cause the dominoes to fall and the aftermath left in the wake of their fallen paths.
An emotional flash flood leveled a demure life’s terrain unrecognizable as vast shoreless oceans course void of reposing lapping island sands
oh there had been stifling breathtaking reign before, deluge washed out burning bridges
understanding iced veins pulsing like flowing glacial fields carving morphology leaving emotive writs strewn like ancient hieroglyphic's homage paid to the catastrophic floods of yore
latter days came cleansing rain as gentle as fragile hope often swept away exposing abandoned traces ; after the rain it becomes apparent it’s the little things that erode away the soul
lasting hieroglyphic scars leave vestige a lonely heartache‘s indelible dominion detailed surface contour , breaks and stains , invisible hints , memories only in the eyes of the beholder
as flood waters subside massive erosion had cut through remnants of restless regret benumbed by near drowning receding symmetry eroding into a meager incarnation of what once was
after the flood leaving a heart of channeled scablands earthen essence dispersed like dust in the wind down wind a barren unrecognizable reclamation
