I can’t cry anymore,
or mention your name
I can’t sleep through the night
with fury and shame
I can’t give anymore,
stakes gone from my claim
I can’t cry anymore
—tears salting the blame
(Dreamsleep: May, 2020)
Till Thunder Breaks
She only leaves me when it’s raining,
to wash away the pain
Clouds an ablution to her memories dark,
drowning a past refrain
She returns as the skies are clearing,
to dry inside my warmth
Our love in place until thunder breaks
—again to chase the storm
(Dreamsleep: May, 2020)
- Author: Kurt Philip Behm ( Offline)
- Published: May 17th, 2020 10:24
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments3
I like your poem overall.
Sorry if this sounds picky but did you mean with(out) fury and shame?
Thanks and no 'with' is correct. Not being able to sleep 'with' fury and shame.
Kurt,
Another ‘Dreamsleep’ gem!
Like rubbing salt in a wound...
No matter how much we cry,
No matter how much we give,
The pain is always there!
Laura
Thanks Laura.
You’re welcome!
Hope all’s well
with you and yours!
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