She sits, emotionally
bland,
Speaking mechanically;
Her right jaw, slightly misaligned,
From calcifications of former fractures;
And he is left-handed.
Lime-green circles about her
Distant, blue eyes indicate
That she has pleased him
This past week.
She believes that she
Is Improving, is better;
As the distance between
The necessary corrections
Is elongating, and she doesn’t
Nap as often.
He seems to love her more;
And frequently resorts
To audible amendments,
Or is too fatigued, himself,
To properly intervene
In her enlightenment.
She inhales, fidgets, re-adjusts,
To breathe without pain;
Calmly expressing accolades for
The strength, perseverance,
Of her son who doesn’t fail;
But weeps, in anonymity,
For her daughter who must
Have inherited her propensity
Toward weakness, malfunction.
Perhaps, over time,
He will see fit to guide
Their daughter with
Identical acts of love;
And she will be well.
She stares out the window,
Toward the windswept willow;
Catatonic, citing that
Past years, learning years,
Were resonating like the
Dry-fire echo of the
Empty Chamber in a game
Of Russian-Roulette.
The sound, repeated and
Sustained in dull memory;
The clicks that fed
The ugly tomorrows;
But her eyes sparkle as
She admits to a yearning,
For the strike of the pin
To fresh primer;
And she may only regret
That she will not hear
The Sound
Heralding her freedom.
This was a very captivating poem. I thought it was very interesting. I loved the last part
"That she will not hear
The Sound
Heralding her freedom."
Very beautiful and well-written.
Truly a great piece, very emotional treading on side of depressive.. The beauty in the piece is in the selection of the wording.. simple and straight forward, capturing the essence of human despair.. Well written!!
She believes that she
Is Improving, is better;
As the distance between
The necessary corrections
Is elongating, and she doesn’t
Nap as often.
Wow, what a powerful portrayal of truths that are often very hard for people to read...let alone to see in the lives of those around them...beautiful piece of writing here and the perfect way to share the message that you are sharing with us.
indeed a difficult situation..it's like you have taken the emotion out of the poem and it has a distant cold feel, but that just makes it all the more hard hitting, when someone is numb to the life they are leading..afraid to leave..what a interesting and novel angle .
to mine the depths of this mentality with such accuracy...my empathy for you increases friend. but then in all cultures, races, states of being and circumstances there are causes and consequences, truths and apparent realities. The interpretation of them and reflection on their significances you have shared is profound. The means with which you have expressed them is impressive.
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