The Josephine HeartA Poem by DannyLynne RileyThere you go looking smug and all that like the Cheshire cat who got the canary very arrogant and scarey because life is complicated its a funny little thing and when I wasn’t on the other end of that string you found it didn’t mean as much this clever guise to keep me in touch backfired hard exploding in your face I was still on the run still MIA disgraced and encased within this horrid bitter battle of a pitter patter splatter that left my heart in shards and tatters But the years have gone by and were all a little older even still its the thing I cant quite seem to get over and it keeps me away keeps the memories at bay of the pretty papered wall where the scrawl of silence hangs a rhapsody of shame exquisitely framed hidden within a forbidden strain of blame
because you thought that you could take forcefully The things I gave up willingly and that's how I finally set myself free I refused to give you the satisfaction of conjuring up my bitter reaction and with this feast I exposed your famine I served it up royal with a clever distraction the hard cold truth in pursuit of a platter dinner is served and its the heart of the matter my raw heart so cold and still as you continue on in for the umpteenth kill and you feigned surprise you said “be a little kinder” but the shiny blinders fell to the barren floor and you didn't have the luxury of the lie anymore for in its place you faced the irony of reality and how gallant and effectively the sky could mock the setting sun murdering the stars one by one oh but my wasn't it so much fun? and you were so surprised to find beneath the Valentine disguise that this is the place where the real heart hides under a sad and lonely score not the pretty paper heart you were hoping for for in this raw twist of all that's said and what was done just to find the heart looks more like a fist wrapped in blood
~DannyLynne~
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1 Review Added on October 1, 2013 Last Updated on October 1, 2013 AuthorDannyLynne RileyEugene, ORAboutI was born in Springfield Oregon...but grew up in the Southern regions of the country. At age 15 I entered into a world of prostitution and heroin addiction that nearly claimed my life. Through it .. more..Writing
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