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What if a day was a product
that I could tie up with a ribbon
and put on a shelf?
What if my anger was called Pandora
with the caution not to disturb?
What if the end of days
lets me finally open that box,
to unpack a memento of you?
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What if I found that the package is empty,
and I don't get those days back again?
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I seem to recall the poison you brewed,
a toxin without a vaccine.
I thought I'd find an explanation
with a note left by you.
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You didn't apologize
for the lava bubbling
where your blood was supposed to flow.
I remember your voice
as the sound of the wolf
baying at the moon.
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I bite my lip as the truth bleeds through.
I'm the one who was fooled.
I chose to be the singer,
and I named the song after you.
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12 comments:
Hi Lyn,
Another of your enigmatic poems! I marvel at the idea behind it and I love the last stanza.
An emotion that feeds on itself and makes you crazy, mad. I like your imagery of the empty present. A friend of mine used a similar image to warn me away from taking a tainted gift. Her beautifully wrapped present contained crap. There is so much more to say. Where is all the anger coming from and where to send it?
Hi Derrick-
Thank you so much..as you probably know very well, when you write poetry..you don't necessarily know where it's heading..it's a trip, isn't it?
Hi Butternut...
I like your little tale...I've had a "big" life, like to write. Anger comes from memory, and it is sent to poetry! I don't necessarily feel it anymore, but as a drama queen, I can use it!!
What a powerful poem, Lyn! I like what you say about anger coming from memory and is sent to poetry. Something positive and creative coming out of it.
Hi Raph-
Thank you...Maybe if everyone wrote, they'd be less angry! There's something about writing it down that helps to balance things..
mmmmm, another hint of your life - I love the mystery this presents and I'm with Derrick - love the last stanza also - well, actually, I like the whole thing, but especially the last bit :)
Hi Jeane-
Thank you for your comment..I have to say that this poem is non-specific..just part of the memory bank that we all have..I'm glad if it turns out to be so personal...
So rhythmical. I was singing it in my head. The 'what ifs' are excellent. Many thanks, by far one of my top favourites.
Greetings from London.
Greetings to A Cuban-
You are more than kind! Thank you..it's funny about the rhythm, unplanned..so I went with it. You sing, I'll dance!!
Simply, Bravo! Great meter and mystery.
Hi Gerry-
Thank you so much... This was one that just flowed..
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