Pressed against the glass
too soon to be forgotten
once held in your warm hand
of death I am begotten
Dried forever on a shelf
catching dust in a vase
where there was a smile
vacant stare is set in place
Forced to be your doll
arms bend and legs extend
feeling there is not
love you would only upend
A wordless reminder
it rings in the night
over the stars
magical dust that took flight
A wordless reminder
a smile that she sees
reflections none over
the words for the trees
A Wordless reminder
she looks to the skies
it never was nothing
words said by the wise
A Wordless Reminder
they rest on her lips
for some things are always
a heart always skips
never on Wednesday
you fool can’t you see
the playing is over
our love it can’t be
never on Wednesday
as I slam out the door
my heart is left breaking
shattered no more
never on Wednesday
our love through the night
it never was nothing
and never alright
never on Wednesday
I look with pooled eyes
you tell me you love me
wrapped in your truth-telling lies
Read between the lines
you should be able to interpret
you have studied me for years
are you a student of me or just along for the ride
for a proficient would feel what I am saying and what I am not
so perhaps your study of farce has paid off
in the long run
I was told you could feel something that’s gone
It’s called phantom pain
Often it has to do with the sense of pain when a limb is severed
The body never wants to let go
I felt near my heart where there was nothing
Then why do I still hear the beat of your heart ?
This is a short fiction written for G-Man for Friday.
Photography by Jessica
I saw them
The tears I had wept
Trailing from my broken heart
watering this cold floor
with no where to hide
they had remained
a bitter reminder
of you
what we had loved through
***
I heard my cries
as if they had just escaped
*
will they forever
haunt me?
**
Wetting my cheek
once again with sorrow
I am prostrate
on the airport tiles
reclaiming heartbreak
memories left behind
I turn and face your pleading heart
stumbling over the ghost of despair
I had left there
***
Love’s barren portrait
etched for all time
on our personal wailing wall
a place where lovers reunite
where we said our final “goodbye”
Photography: Stockphotos
photography~ D. Miller copyright 2011
Ring in the New Year I heard the cheer of celebration
Hang the banner proclaiming the failed hopes and dreams of those who have lost their jobs, families, hope
Sound the hurrah for my new home under earth’s dome
Gnash my teeth on the morsel I’ve been given from a system that failed when I needed it the most
Kudos to all of those who have successfully leached off a system designed to help people who faithfully contributed
Smile back at my chagrin
A round of applause for those ignoring aid and stashing their bounty
Forget the children who are relegated to lines for healthcare and unpalatable food
Turn away from my appeal for help
Shun my need
Reject my abject countenance as I have discovered
No where to turn
Release me from this eternal pain
a woman once
shunned by a man
he incarcerated me in this watery existence
Free me from this cold existence
I breathed the air once
walked the fertile green earth
place me in the ground
Unshackle me
leave my hands
to lie peacefully
by my side
Thanks to Tess Kincaid of Magpie Tales for the watery picture prompt.
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