10 o'clock blues

Gone, she's on her way now
10 o'clock blues on repeat
& all pride flowed down the
river, all those things just a farce
she didn't want to see.

Mirrored facade of who she was
all the madness and fear
she stayed too long to care, before
mean streets stained her fabric
the threads far beneath her skin.

Now bloody with regret, she wore it
all over, as she disappeared into the
blue, her sin dirtied the water, like
bullets fired point blank, it cut through
the deep, penetrating the glassy peace.

Beautiful illusions, dressed in
counterfeit things, prettier than she.

10 o'clock blues are never late
folding harmonies into angry riffs
a drift on a crimson tide
drunken acceptance, lipstick lies.

A dead stare as she again began a
dance of part time love with a man
who doesn't care for her name.

She'll scrub his touch clean away,
sinking into amber dream sleep
pretending her life isn't stuck on repeat.

Reviews

[BBP]

Really Dig this one Izzy! It's gritty yet beautiful and soft.

her sin dirtied the water....... GOLD!

[Island Hippy]

Mahalo Bev, so basically I'm confused (jk) I appreciate the drop in and cool comment.

[Annette Pisano-Higley]

Tugs on the heartstrings for sure. A plaintive, hopeless, beautifully-written tragedy. So many women are living this story. You are giving them a voice with your poem. Great!

[Island Hippy]

Mahalo Annette, I agree and they all have their own stories. I appreciate your thoughtful comment.

[Dtrab1]

Saddens me that others feel the "10 o'clock blues" but this is so inspiring. And really makes you think that we are on repeat. But that's not always so bad, right

[Island Hippy]

Aloha Dtrab1, I appreciate your time and comment. Mahalo.

[John Alexander McFadyen]

A very sad and poignant, swell written verse. The sadness of descending into the empty, half world of debauchery, duplicity and self loathing but seeing no way out.

[Island Hippy]

Mahalo, for sharing your understanding of this piece. I appreciate it very much :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

she's doing the dead woman's float...but the waters are red---her heart bleeds...it will take time...but soon the memory of him will quit breathing---

so many good lines in this..."scrub his touch clean away" and "bloody with regret she wore it"

i wish i had written those---

j.

[Island Hippy]

Aloha Jacob, I appreciate your comment very much :) mahalo nui.