My Acquittal

Caught between opposing forces

a decision clenched in my hands

When the rock I see on my silk sheets 

becomes my task

Entrapped

I can hear how few question morning

or so it seems 

When I am resting on the angry seas

outside my grasp

A thorn buried in the middle

disappears into air

again and again

Painting a lonely sensation

found by willing hands

Breath traded when my Rome fell

forgotten in time’s indifference

Small guarantees left bearing

a yielding finger’s friends

Anticipated territory knows not what is nursed

inside of emotions

Stillness feels shame

too late for fortune’s spinning wheel

Caught between opposing forces

measured by man’s own fire

I find I have come back to feed

on the emptiness I feel

The rock I see on my silk sheets

is the first bite I swallow

My own hands

will find this thorn buried in the middle

One by one I will conquer

what clings inside my thoughts

Until these opposing forces

hand over

my acquittal 

Author's Note

special thanks to Aidz for your help in formatting this one......XX
Artist - Jake Bladdely

Reviews

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

I love the way you stepped into your shadow to confront those things that make us all so uncomfortable...to conquer them...understand them...and ensure that the light of your heart reaches every corner of your soul....leaving no place for that darkness to hide. I haven't found any other way to become stronger.

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Wonderful expression, the questioning of one self and thoughts is expressed very creatively :)

[Labu]

Such depth expression and beautifully written. Good job Neva.

[FallenWingz]

deep thoughts too think about of oneself..looking not at what is around but whats within....another great write.

[Judy Ponceby]

Beautiful imagery Neva. Love the flow of words.

[Muse]

To not be free of "oneself" until the acquittal is made. Will we experience this in our life time? Or must we wait for death? Very thought provoking Neva, thanks for sharing this.