she pointed to the
ridge on the outskirts of town
where a fiery moon was
sinking low without a sound
bright and burnt was
its soulful, silent song
playing a regent of regret
as it slowly pulled her along
fractured converstations fire
through and erode her mind
he filled her body , heart and soul
he made her blind
she thought of all
those wasted years
as he filled his glass
with her tears
she was suspended by fear
and in need of some hope
she couldn't say there was
a moment when it finally broke
but she broke free became unbound
to find herself some solid ground
a new road leads away from
that waning moon
silent and fiery serenading her with
a different kind of tune
self aware , stronger
a born again jewel
knowing it's only a blink of an eye
between the righteous and the fool
breaking free to follow
a new moon
a new path
a new start
to feed
her hope
her soul
her body
her heart
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Author:
WL (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: October 16th, 2017 10:14
- Comment from author about the poem: Painting and poem of rebirth
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Comments4
Great poem, WL, love the last stanza!
What a wonderful message of hope! This is such a great poem! Absolutely loved it!
Wonderful tale of breaking free and finding oneself within yourself.
Good artwork as well.
"A blink of an eye, between the righteous and the fool." 'Wasted years as he filled his glass with her tears." Brilliant phrases, among a poignant poem of self-reclamation. The artwork depicts the sense of freedom she must have felt, once she became that "born again jewel." It requires a great deal of courage for someone to free herself from such a relationship. Awesome write. Terrific poem and painting. - Phil A.
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