This white space:
is only big enough to hold:
a single heartbeat
a noiseless feather falling
a single careless word
and the weight of million pillows
suffocating from regret.
Eternity of a moment by Giorgio de Chirico
A poem for the Paul’s prompt at toads.
practising for a whole life
dancing with my muse
haikai poetry matters
Running in the slow lane
The view from here ... Or here!
“Life is like riding a bicycle. To keep your balance, you must keep moving.” — Albert Einstein
chronicling my quarter life crisis
Now we see through a glass, darkly
rejuvenatement - not retirement
words and scribble.
Björn Rudbergs writings 
The noisless feather image is eternity for me Björn
Have a nice day
Much🌼love
So much beautiful imagery in your poem – I’ve read it several times to savour the words.
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Regret is indeed heavy. I like the way the words and image play off each other. (K)
Oh, wow. That is awesome!
There is so much emotion packed in this tight little poem, Bjorn! “the weight of million pillows suffocating from regret”… wow!
My advice: trade the pillows for feathers.
Wow!! You nailed it!
Regret is a difficult emotion to handle for sure. I especially like your lines “(this white space) is only big enough to hold: a single heartbeat” 🙂
Good to have you back! Now can hold so much.
Packed full of metaphor and deep imagery. Splendid.
I like the contrast, the sharpness – so well placed, between a noiseless falling feather, and a single sharp [careless] word … just stunning!
and the ending is just so mournful, almost bittersweet in the observation ~ and the choice of the word phrase “suffocating from” is absolutely beyond a cliché – you’ve managed to so artfully pair this in a way that is soulful Bjorn.
gorgeous and evocative!
This runs deep. I especially like the falling feather.
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Depending on the person, now can hold nothing or so much. Good to have you back and savoring your words.
This white space, then, holds a fleeting moment – and in it the whole human condition.
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Love all the images and the idea “white space” holds them all. It would be a good prompt. Awesome.
The contrasts in this are wonderful.
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