Simmering her heart began to boil
Punishment for remaining loyal
To hopes and dreams formed in a moonlit glow
He'd charmed the birds out of the trees
Defenceless she fell to her knees
In awe of the bravado put on show
One look into that twinkling eye
Had reservations wave goodbye
Collapsing falling harder than the rain
Strong arms reached out breaking her fall
He played Ken to her barbie doll
The lightning strike electrified her brain
The honeymoon was oh so grand
Like kids let loose in Disneyland
She tasted heaven every time they kissed
He stripped her trust her skin her bone
The pictures in his unlocked phone
Engulfed her every fibre in red mist
Initial anger turned to shock
She tore at his first gift a frock
A silent scream was ripping at her throat
She pours a drink while counting pills
Neglecting her survival skills
She scribbles the first sentence of a note
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Some strong words in this .. so much anger and sadness
‘ Engulfed her every fibre in red mist
Initial anger turned to shock’
A good poem .. tho sad .
Some people let us down and cause a lot of pain
Thank you Violet
Yea
Don't always play out how we would like
Truly appreciate your time
Betrayal...."The pictures in his unlocked phone, Engulfed her every fibre in red mist, Initial anger turned to shock". Strong emotions! Thank you for sharing!
And thank you for reading
Very much appreciate the visit
Cheers
"she pours a drink while counting pills"....Such a dark turn after looking in his phone...I'd like to read that note....Another brilliant poem from my fav. poet!!
What a lovely comment
Thank you Christina
Truly humbled by your kindness
You , my friend, have a style that is at a real nice level. This is a power pice and I like how you are consistent with driving fir a certain movement in your work without the cliche’ often seen in this site. Head and shoulders above most displaying a dedication to the art. You don’t “ mail stuff in” many props
P.S. I can’t imagine what she scribbled and that aspect of keeping tension and mystery engulfs readers.
Thanks very much Bobby
Very encouraging and pleasant comment to read
Very much obliged
Intense and gripingly real with imagery. The metaphors are strong. An attractive work of craft. I'm loving your writing Peto. An absolute favorite this one!
Garth
I truly appreciate such support
Extremely grateful for such words
Many thanks
Should that so read 2?
We all do what we think is right
Triumphs as well as mistakes are part of life
Thank you Maxine
A lovely comment
Much appreciated
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