Monday Poetry Train - The Drowning

Brand spanking new - still needs edits but throwing it out there anyway.

The drowning

Face pressed beneath the water

Indulging in the sweet sips of your deceit

She dreamed in happy ever after fragments,

Of Ophelia softly singing

And she was kept…

quite willing to believe in anything.

The drip, drip of half-truths

Wrapped in heartfelt sincerity

Her self esteem eroded,

As the ripples of your duplicity

shudder onward, outward…

Dragging her down and down and down.

Heart beat flutters, much too fast

Cracking beneath the pressure

Of pretending her smile hasn’t fallen

Off the edge of the world,

While everything, oh everything is alright…

Trapped in the leaky vessel of her life.

Face pressed beneath the water

Tears dissolving in its watery embrace

Her choice remains steadfast and simple,

Lift herself up and out

or drink deeply of the sorrow…

That will fill her until she drowns.

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Monday Poetry - Distancing

this is an older poem - one that plays with the impact of certain words, how they are treated (symbolic irony there if you read between the lines...heh) and pause breaks, before and after certain words. This one really works better in audio, so pretend you are HEARing it when you read it. :D

DIStancing

lip curls

disdain
a sneer
so smooooooooth
and slicing
i won't feel
the cut –

?startled?

**oh yes**
when blood begins to
flow.

your grail
from which both our lips
drank deeply

~worshipping~
infused
enlightened
heartbound and binding – then

!crushed!

so shiny it shatters

GROUND
underfoot.

frozen

me – my gaze
unforgiving
no more, no.

NOT now

never again
will your gifting
give pain
scald and burn –
….despair…

the past has gone up
in flames.

Pass the marshyMELLOWs
If you please?