‘There’s no perfect life. There’s always something going on behind the curtain that people don’t know about.’ Madelaine Petsch ( Read more at: Brainy Quote )
Longing for time’s
healing
behind curtains
memory eye lids
open and shut
portals
between loss
and renewal.
Yesterday’s grief buzzes in
through the window
suffering gives
wings
of pain’s unraveled
mystery.
The insider wills
yesterday to fly
beyond the
decay of the
human heart.
The sting of understanding
within the sun’s
light
streaming in through the
window
of the open curtains,
invites
the curious outsider
into the room of the
unknown.
(c) June Perkins
Developing the idea from Evening similes, I continued on with the curtain image.
1- I looked to a quotation for inspiration
2- I thought about the idea in my original poem the Pandora’s box of memory and worked on expanding that idea.
3- I went for metaphor more than simile.
4- I thought about the themes of healing, time and grief.
Ripple Poetry 
Reblogged this on Pearlz Dreaming and commented:
Another new poem.