Icy Destruction
Midnight, the water running between us, frigid the air – despondent the heart whose selfish outburst destroyed the bridge to your love. (Twitter poems @Vjknutson)
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Midnight, the water running between us, frigid the air – despondent the heart whose selfish outburst destroyed the bridge to your love. (Twitter poems @Vjknutson)
Read MoreCare will not change an ex – tenderness rejected – quit dwelling – no more than a servant in that abode – innocence bore dependence, and that perpetual need to fix only perpetuated plummet – hold cries, confess to being a survivor!
Read MoreGentlest morning, and I touch this quiet smile, lightly, trust joy, us… Sister shares a sad word, where he enjoyed her honour over me – been with, drank… A language so strong that dare can, in evening, sounding old, never forget. (Words courtesy of Magnetic Poetry online.)
Read MoreEven lamplight cannot penetrate the obliteration of blizzard white – the icy absence between us. Red was the colour of our passion, now red is the colour of this box words spoken in confinement condensation blurring sensibility – the muffled sound of ringing, too cold, too frozen in disbelief to hang up, move on, seek […]
Read More(Written for Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge: poison & past)
Read MoreBack rested against post, the figure guards the median – poised with cardboard sign, a simple plea for help. Positions himself amid gridlocked targets – usually, I look away, disquieted, but today I do not, wondering what I could possibly give this man that would lift him from his plight – surely others have tried, […]
Read MoreThe years have done their damage, resentments, like border guards, line up between us… and then you just show up, as if somehow that makes you the better person, as if your presence will make me forget, forgive and I fumble for the right words, attempt graciousness, even as I’m struggling to feed the hurt, […]
Read MoreFruitless is worry – useless sensitivity undermining vibrancy – love smitten are victims, pause as memories rise analyze old wounds revile infatuations pain threatening uncertainty too rough a ride – open arms wilt with inactivity, isolated, regretful, ideals grounded, smashed by fruitless worry.
Read MoreMet him on the way to tomorrow, pitched a tent on his front lawn, both ignoring impermanence. How is it the heart’s drumming blots out the soundness of mind, negates former promises to self? The weather changed and with it sentiments cooled, tempers heated, a tempest ensued, she packed up hitched a ride on a […]
Read Moremind regresses in the aftershock – tremors of misspent devotion reverberate suffocating debris teenage hearts caught in the quake – a marital schism – plucked unripe sweetness battered I, colourless abandoned, like a runner-up in a beauty pageant forgotten, flailed failed as a mother withdrawn, rattled psyche exploding survival a slow crawl challenges weighty aligned […]
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