Thursday, July 10, 2025

Lingers

 A L O H A  From

H O N O L U L U


I’ve never lost sleep
Over a kindness I've done.
Those moments dissolve
Like sugar in tea—  
Sweet then gone,  
leaving only warmth
In my cup.




But the times I held back
kept my umbrella shut,  
let the elevator doors close,  
or left a silence sitting there,
heavy as a stone,
Those are the ones
That follow me home.  



Regret is not
The sharp thing  
I thought it would be,  
But a slow drip  
From a faucet I never fixed—  

Sounds of water  
Pooling in the quiet  
Long after midnight.




If I could go back,  
I’d spend kindness
Like loose change,  
Scatter it in the grass,  
Leave it in coat pockets  
For strangers to find.  


Because it’s the
Unopened hand,  
The word I didn't say,
That lingers with regret

Not the gift given,  
But the one withheld,  
Still waiting  
for me to give it.

      Cloudia Charters 



That is a good question 
for you to ask, not a 
wise question for 
me to answer. 
           Anthony Eden

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Love You,
  Pixie & Cloudia

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