Revealed

Fay Slimm.

 

Revealed.

 

Midnight,

sipping on anger uncorks feelings.
Hours of un-watered thirst for reasons shows
raw rancour revealed. 

Misused,

bottled solitude births nostalgia.
Caught in a clasp of blighted self pity writhes
abject unbalance.

Blinded,

growing perception of truth berates.
Choices clear pathways to calm's dimension 
as sense re-awakes.

Fruited,

newly maturing view reaps candour.
Seeds that tear-sieved grow sweeter acceptance 
as thought over-plants.

Midnight,

sipping on insight uncorks spirit.       
Time of relentless quiet lets light seep undiluted 
thru' dark resistance.

 

  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 16th, 2021 03:55
  • Comment from author about the poem: A smatter of Sunday reflection on matters arising from last midnight's sleepless reactions - - - hope you enjoy.
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments7

  • dusk arising

    The frailty of our human condition reveals itself when emotions gain the upper hand. The learned side of our condition allows the comfort of tears to flow releasing the balm of acceptance and continuity. The beauty of our condition is revealed in the poetry of life such as falls from your pen here.

  • orchidee

    Did you get to sleep after this fine write Fay?!

  • Accidental Poet

    Very emotional write Fay. ; )

  • Neville


    Unmistakably mistress Slimm a real poets poem revealed ... x

  • Trenz Pruca

    It is always a pleasure to read your poems Fay.

  • Goldfinch60

    Sometimes when sleep evades us those hard wrought problems just seem to come into our minds and prevent sleep from coming. Good words Fay.

    Andy

  • L. B. Mek

    (profound and insightful words, yet again dear Fay
    thanks you for inspiring these two, (attempted)
    continuation stanza's
    forgive my temerity for attempting them
    like usual I just got carried away by your wondrous Poetry)..
    'Misused
    ill-fated, wishful diagnosis of forged entropy excuses
    As mirrors to our shame-enveloped, belated realisations
    rendering all happenstance, to Nature's divine intervention

    Begotten
    just desserts! For foolishly wasted breath
    between
    first blink, and ---------------------------- all-things: regretfully - Sans...'



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