Its the center of an eye,
dark and unfavorable...
Engulfed by color, jealous, unable to resist.
The muddy waters that surround a Lotus flower.
The wretched smell of a loveless home.
Yelling "checkmate"...handing my slippers to me when I come in from work.
Its like the infidelity that sits on back porches,
lurking in family courts
with blinded adults and taunted children.
Its whooping and hollering in its Sunday Best, taking my spirit,
giving my eardrums a run for their money.
Its making a mockery of me.
Its a different kind of post-traumatic stress that reverberates throughout my existence.
Popping wheelies along twisted vines, choking the breath out of my lungs.
Thick as if I added cornstarch.
Textbook heavy.
I never win the war and I get vanquished in the battle.
Its stifling my heartbeat...
staining the fabric of my dream catcher.
Subduing the fight against these tears....
Oddly, its the only constant I have right now.
The only thing I can count on.
Your absence is more apparent than I want it to be.
5 comments:
That right there girl...oh you did that! I felt that down to my marrow! Great piece!
Wow! So very powerful is the sentiment within your poetics. Great use of language that brings the reader directly into your emotions. FELT this one.
Hope you're actively orpursuing publishing your work, because you most definitely have your own voice.
Thanks for visiting my spot.
Snatch JOY!
One.
damn.
sooooooooo me right now.
damn.
oh, and #17 on my post today?
so you.
lol.
miz...I'm glad you liked it.
moan...Thanx, brotha...LOL
I appreciate that so much. I wold love to get published, but I wouldn't even know where to start. Just my luck, I get scammed. LOL
MUZE..........
AWWWW!!!!
I as AWWWW way too much, right?!!!
Thank you... I know #17 is right on target. We damn sure would be.
FYI
I heart you, too. ANYTIME u wanna talk....
Damn.
I wish I'd made it to your blog earlier. This post was so visual and emotionally felt, I identify with the sentiment. Almost brought a tear.
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