heard across the room
turned to eye intense duende
my essence enslaved
forever…
Category: Poetry
Relishing Life
Inspired by BrewNSpew Weekly Prompt 9/3/19 – Sage
a wise sage
once told me
to sip leisurely
of the cup of life
make it last
ingest slowly
savor and enjoy
the delicacies
it offers up
or risk a burn
Crossing Fine Lines
Balancing act while
Teetering between Yin-Yang
Sometimes I fall wrong
**Originally published 1/28/18
Never Complete
Layers of learning.
Life is not a restriction.
There are no standards.
**Originally published 1/13/18
Face Wide Open
My being is expressive.
It’s not complicated, just hardly understood.
Listen with your eyes as I ripple towards you.
I love, it’s a smile.
There’s anger, it’s a scowl.
Shiny eyes, I’m laughing with you.
Tears falling, there’s devastation occurring.
Reaching for you, I need your touch.
Not making eye contact, you’ve lost me.
If the last thing you see is my back, I’m gone.
Forever…
**Originally published 1/10/18
Cook, Meditate, F#@k
Pausing my distressed state, I distracted myself diving deeply into gastronomy. Immersed and focused on fusing the flavors of carefully selected ingredients, I relished the finished product. Ingesting my creation, finding enjoyment in it, allowing a small measure of an easement to occur in my current state of dysfunction.
The problem at hand begged for inner reflection. Waking every morning was a ritual of opening the eyes and viewing out my bedroom window, just staring at the trees and listening to the sounds of nature. Sometimes for hours. Processing, mulling over and remembering every moment of pain. What felt like agony and torture initially gradually allowed a sense of understanding to move into the grey matter.
A deep need to release anger and frustration created a passion for a familiar act. I required the physical focus, a hungry attack on the flesh. It was an attempt at duplicating intensity, replacing pain with pleasure. And it was had.
The process helped.
I got through my trauma.
**Originally published 1/16/18
We’re Going Down…
“Small, short bursts of prose?”
Yes, delightfully succinct.
Nods. “Clearly brilliant.”
**Originally published 1/17/18
Damaging Honesty
I look at you, and all I hear is silence.
But I found out anyway.
“I couldn’t bear to see you hurting.”
Right, your possible discomfort rates more than me.
It was the wrong decision to withhold.
Your value diminishes before my eyes.
And my pain is deep. It comes from your deception.
You kept quiet. That’s lying.
Your selfishness ruins me on so many levels.
I hate the result. I’m loathing you for it.
You aren’t truthful, and we suffer for it.
The partnership you claim to uphold so much.
You lied, and we became a lie.
I feel so dirty now.
** Originally posted 1/2/18
Release
I’m locked in your gaze.
So begins the dance of heat.
I want to be spent.
**Originally published on IWH 1/8/19
When It’s Over
I
wish I
could know when
my closest friends,
family will die. Then I could prepare
for the pain and suffering of my own.
An emptiness
and sadness
will take
me.
