A Ripple in Time

Written for a challenge by Kim. S

Glass underneath her feet doesn't hurt

She's numb

She's a diamond dripping with blood

Pictures are discarded, cracked and she treads on them all.

His babies, his wedding, his memories with friends,

They pop and splinter and she absorbs the pain,

howls with sore laughter

Round and round the cold room,

His eyes are dead, but still he watches her kill his ghost.

With each step, her own mind grins.

Each crack of glass and she's young.

Each advance and she's laughing.

A garden, a holiday, a party

A slap, a scream, and long night.

She shrieks something wild and rips her untamed hair,

She was on fire, her skin peeling black

now she's extinguished in even blacker icy depths.

This ripple in time is curious,

but lasts no more than a minute.

Pretty little girl, now a vicious little lady,

whose sanity washed away with his outgoing tide. 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

"Pretty little girl, now a vicious little lady,"
A powerful and true poem. I found woman when I was young that were vicious little ladies. Love can turn dark and doors of opportunity locked tight. It is sad we forget the sweet taste of love and it become bitter. No weakness in the outstanding poem.
Coyote

[NGenieL]

Thank you, that's very kind of you

[rnuff]

Very nicely done, loved the words used : )

[NGenieL]

Thank you! I like challenges- please do more!

[rnuff]

after this one maybe....I will choose someone on the 20th : )