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seasonedBy Denise Bell QuailBellMagazine.com in my summers i thought i’d be eternally energized by the blazing sun its rays gave me all the answers there was nothing i couldn’t do i would awaken the oppressed
cause them to rise up make a just caring world no one no feelings/longings would stop me those stuck in relationships were pitiful jokes love was a desperate excuse to live small dependent humdrum lives all my lovers were throwaways they were mere preparation for my tryst with marvin gaye cool breezes of autumn blocked my sun’s rays my passions quests were no longer ablaze unwelcomed physical physic changes plague me drenching rivulets of sweat wrinkles gray hairs irritations discomforts overwhelmed me they turned me into someone i never thought i’d be i live in a house of covered mirrors as much as i try i can’t repress ignore what i did during my spring i regret i had no regrets to remain fallow unsown why can’t i forget my longing illusive tryst with marvin gaye today winter’s ice cold winds imprison me my aide posts reminders on my fridge medical cabinet all her scribbles triple locked doors captive walls makes me an isolated vessel a shattered life lord marvin found rest please let me CommentsComments are closed.
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