This is what a strung together for last week's
Three Word Wednesday. The words are brandish, forbid, and manage.
I make a statement punctuated
with forbidden tears
As you brandish your
laughter and mockery
I stare at your back
Your shield
Your voice trailing off
As you walk away
I ask you to stay
Maybe manage to sit next to me
So we can whisper instead of shout
You pull out
your weapon of mass destruction
Silence
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Your kiss presses my lips,
limp, cold, and stillborn.
Where did the fire go?
Dire smoke billows;
Acrid tears dwindle the fire
Into smoldering coals.
We poke at them -
And spread the ashes.
* I was inspired to write this after reading
this poem by Mamta.
A heart-worn path, sharp turns at every mention
Of his name - to reach out in the darkness –
Searching for her center of attention,
Roving daydreams - anything but aimless.
Exasperated fingers only fidget,
To pluck at strings a million miles away.
A song grows strong within the womb of spirit,
To open up and birth a brand new day.
Affinity sets in, a second skin
Awakens – windy synonyms of him -
Warm waves of whispered paradise roll in;
To soak and soothe a weary phantom limb.
In spring, Forgot-me-nots play hide-and-seek
Rejoicing end of winter, cold and bleak.
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The tide that carried all my woes away,
Has crashed and torn and broken everything;
Has rolled back in; it's all come back today.
Debris is scattered where I used to sing.
Sunflowers grow nearby, oblivious;
They dance beneath the only sky they've known.
Until one day a cry to Helios;
From Helianthus, dying where they've grown.
But I - I leave the broken shore behind
With eyes upon a promise to unite,
Horizon waits for me - wants me to find
And meet his distant, undefined twilight.
Warm whispers from the wind; caress and hold
As gently my new wings start to unfold.
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