The Invisible Day

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If  I had an eraser,

this day would be invisible.

Hours subtracted,

faces blurred,

conversations lost.

But I would paint the sky hopeful.

And keep

the sound of tin brushing against tin in musical song


my window,

the sight of you at my bedroom door choking out,

‘I’m sorry,’

and the taste of fried chicken

on my hungry lips.


If you’re interested in more thoughts on integrity, compassion and grace, particularly at midlife, read my book, Tao Flashes. Or visit me at or on twitter @taoflashes.


11 thoughts on “The Invisible Day

  1. An eraser…now that would be a nice tool to have at the ready to get rid of some very unpleasant days/thoughts/feelings!

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