Release

The result of when emotions are held within. Eventually they build up until they can no longer be contained. Was written as a chain poem, requiring the use of certain words, for a tutoring class.

Lost in restless thought,

floating in another plane of being,

the mirror now reflects only stillness.

 

Fragmented glass shards behold,

like a thousand spider's eyes,

flickering emotions upon a simple face.

 

Each chaotic feeling warring for prominence,

bloody hands clasped against stomach,

each gasping sob like a physical kick.

 

Lashes flutter as eyes drift closed,

tears making a trail along pale cheeks,

lips part on a cry as the dam breaks.

 

copyright 2011 [written March 27th]

Author's Note

Well, you'll learn something: I'm not fond of poetry, to be honest. Mostly cause I have trouble with it. However, I happen to have written a good bit of it and still do on occasion. Feel free to speak your piece. I like constructive criticism as it helps one to improve.

Reviews

[Raven Starhawk]

This dear poem is substantial in regards to its rich and caressing textures.

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I like it as it is. Love the last stanza.

[agaur]

This is a lovely write. Could actually relate to the pain that you have tried to convey here. Great work.

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

You have areal gift, Tabitha. This complex work is easily understood by all of us who have felt deep pain and loss. I not only see this scene, I feel it also.

Outstanding!