She marches on words..

Trapped within a loveless marriage, she escapes within the words she writes...

Set off to a swain
who offers but little love
lost in a marriage
of angry tirades and sharp retorts.
Lines on her face
The soft graying of hair
to sip from the bitter cup
poisoned in the life they share.
Pent up in anger
of precious years lost
confined to a wrapper tight
moment after moment, to high a cost.
She reaches out for others
her pen her only discourse
giving peace to an ache
scrawled exchange her only parole.
And so goes the written patter
of sullen droning feet, of lovely dancing feet..
of feet advancing...
she marches on words..

Bitter decorum hang on his lips
more caustic than hand.
Thrust into a deep repulse
inward she turns.
Lonely in her tomb
vanquished in voice
feeling, needing.. unexpressed
her anger marches on.
With palaver
twisted on paper flat
she finds mirth
chasing line after line.
She reaches out for others
her pen her only discourse
giving peace to an ache
where scrawled exchange her only parole.
In the darkness beside him..
she plots her release
with words that dance, that sing
she finds solace from her insipid state.
And so goes the written patter
of sullen droning feet, of lovely dancing feet..
of feet advancing...
she marches on words..

Reviews

[Bette]

wonderful!!!

[Jeff]

Powerful poem full of regret and melancholy.

[Stacey]

Very powerful and intense write! I can so relate to this entire verse and so much with the outlet chosen, to march on words. Wonderful, beautiful write!

[Brad]

how disturbing it is that this is the majority of most suburban lives...a sad but relavant write indeed

[?]

Well, I am one of those 1000 peoples hearts that you hit with this. And Kristina says it all in her review below. I agree with her very much.
Love this poem, speaks to alot of people.
Thanks for sharing with me.

Did u have to make me cry in the airport on my way from sunny florida to more then just the cold outside of NH..
This could hit a thousands people hearts, But right now , it has hit mint hard, as if you had written all for rme, I love the way you understand other people and display it in your writing , it isn't all selfish..all about me and my sadness . I am happy you are my friend, and thank you for all that you have shared and taught me for the short time we have known one another, i have learned I have a skill that laid
dormate for years, that I love and it will continue to carry me through sad & happy times. Through words and pictures I have learned how to express.. Hugs! Bravo!!

[Linear]

It's been said my friend in reviews better than mine, writting is always good for the human soul, but at certain times actions maybe needed. Your poem of love that turned bitter is so often repeated in these critical times, so many people marry for that fleeting passion of lust, a quick thrill that neither lasts nor fulfills, It's so often mistaken for Love. Thank you for this George

[Stef Outsiders]

I can relate to how she feels, as I have been there. At the moment in my life words were my only form I had to express the hurt in hope others would see it. So I understand her pain and you had wrote it brilliantly!
I just want to reach out to her and grab her hand, free her from this cage!
Well done!

[Poetic Beauty]

This is a sad poem that speaks of freedom through words and writing. This poem was brilliantly done and the this story is a sad tale but I have a feeling there is a happy ending. You took us on a journey of what it would be like to be in a loveless marriage where the husband is verbally abusive. You have captured the essence of being in that situation and feeling like you are trapped in a prison with the only escape for the cruel world that you live in is through writing.

[luciddreamer]

Another wonderful write...I really like how you write :)

Peace
Robin