The Pardon

The Pardon

A Poem by TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror
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" the sick wounded wonder you weave "

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everyday I am closer

to your pain

any moment

I will still remain

moving towards the door

a coward enters

searching for cover

shadows mock a smiles glow

the sun leaves unmoved and slow

Obscurity takes a turn

Reaching for the bag

I can't let go

It’s empty now of all things us

I've looked inside a hundred times

to hear my own whispers

no more falling stars

To show off a sweet kiss

no more innocent wishes

shiny things a miss

no more rainy days of bliss

drops strike so close

I close my eyes

the sound takes hold

playing the senses so

the touch so soft in mist

these open eyes

catch another fallout

simple puddles on the floor

windows holding fear

failures framed in shattered glass

now all that I am

resents the jagged gems

wounded wonder you left me

a claim of my own my will

and still

I look in the bag again

the bottom of a black bag

that is my disgrace

deep inside tangled in retreat

a dangerous place perched

becomes and still is

the sharpest part of a sword

the furthest severe grab

of a razor’s edge

Cutting deep and clean

Deeper with the deepest of intent

a crack in the silence to extreme

where I find

even I betray me

weighing precision

with each decision

alone in the heat

a single moment

the heart beating mean

fueled on love and regrets

pushing back harder

until my very essence

surrenders careless

in the stillness of defeat

refusing the landslide to compete

cutting sweet and repeat

counting every real moment

never willing a sum

decision blinds the lead

turns your head

unravel with reason

hope holds for something different

another lie

the indignant deny

a chore to want and matter

time stands by to abide

holding forgiveness and a pardon

allowing me to leave



Terry D’Arcy-Ryan




© 2018 TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror


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Artwork and words. Amazing. I liked the feel of the story in the poem. Direct, honest and perfect closing. Seeking forgiveness or atonement. Very hard to do. Thank you my friend for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 6 Years Ago


wow. forgiveness, one of the hardest things to do as you so powerfully describe. catchy title that grabs along with the words. great pics add to effectiveness. terrific.

Posted 7 Years Ago


TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror

7 Years Ago

Pete, it is not right and confusing is retro vision the things we blame ourselves for and the things.. read more
i read the title and then took the pictures in ..they are very dramatic and telling by themselves ..i love the work you have done with the "bag" ..as i so clearly held my own open and found many similar things ...i found these lines especially poignant:
"And there I find
even I betray me'
i held still right there ...because..yes we so do deceive ourselves over such things ..and it is the darkest of measures against healing ...i also enjoy the work you do with rain ..its so funny yesterday is mentioned that rain is the theme around here it seems as i read about 5 poems embracing different aspects of it .. and here again today in the first poem i read .it presents itself again ... is it a sign?? ;) i am so glad for your closing lines ..release from the heaviness of your poem ..and hope .. just like that last picture as an innocent splashes gleefully in the water/light sparkle .. nice job ...well done says i!
E.

Posted 7 Years Ago


sometimes forgiveness is hard to do,but in the long run it relaces you to,,loved the images

Posted 7 Years Ago


0 of 1 people found this review constructive.

TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror

7 Years Ago

Wordman, Again I do appreciate your reviews thank you for taking the time.

Sheer Ter.. read more
 wordman

7 Years Ago

you`re welcome
Your poem shows the difficulty in pardoning a hurtful action from a loved one. We want to believe that our partner always has the best intentions at heart. But, sadly, this isn't always the case. It's really a matter of forgiveness and your words show the pain and strife that accompany a pardon.

Our happiness is what matters in the end, so people have the option to do what makes them happy.

Posted 7 Years Ago


TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror

7 Years Ago

Brent, you are right in the end all that matters is our happiness. Without happiness you can not re.. read more
I really enjoyed reading this. Pure talent.

Posted 7 Years Ago


TerryDarcy-Ryan   akaSheerTerror

7 Years Ago

Snow Angel, I am thrilled that you enjoyed and could relate to this. Thank you for taking the time .. read more

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Added on August 27, 2017
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TerryDarcy-Ryan akaSheerTerror

PHOENIX, AZ



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When I was a young girl I was your average Tomboy. I lived to watch Star Trek the only thing that could take me away from the voyages of the Star Ship Enterprise was playing Baseball with the boys. .. more..

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