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Tonight

Photo by TheFoxandtheRaven

The steady rain drenched her,
sweet drops mixed with
her salty, hot tears…was
she still even crying?
 
She had suppressed her feelings
her entire life…her despair,
her disappointment, her
humiliation and anger.
 
Even smiles and joy
had been tempered with
reservation and uncertainty.
Tonight, a flood of emotions
 
Came like the rain, unstoppable.
A strength she didn’t know she
possessed, a power from within
took a firm grasp and she finally
 
Gave them a voice before
she turned and walked out the
door.  “No, you can’t hurt me
any longer.  I won’t allow it.”

Joining in with Magpie Tales for Mag #158 using the above photo as a prompt:  http://magpietales.blogspot.com/

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by Bodhirose on March 3, 2013  •  Permalink
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These Rhyming Lines–Than Bauk

these rhyming lines
consume time…sigh
confines my mind
into find-ings
a grind, a pain
but oh, gains made
my brain…succeeds

Gay Resier Cannon introduces us to Raivenne who explains the form of Than Bauk to us at dVerse Poets FormForAll:  http://dversepoets.com/2012/11/08/formforall-than-bauk/  Thanks and appreciation to you both…

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by Bodhirose on November 8, 2012  •  Permalink
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Posted by Bodhirose on November 8, 2012

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In Memory of You

On dVerse Poets we’re invited by Sam to write a form poem that does not appear to be a form.  I tried my hand at an elegy.

http://dversepoets.com/2012/05/31/formforall-on-free-verse-picasso-and-yachting/#comments

Shocking grief you’ve made me lost
Alive yet dead, my heart is crushed
My eyes are lifeless..no longer see
Your visage departed, breaking parts of me
 
Distress down deep claws at my bones
Spring vining green turned withered stone
Interests declined as so did you
I languish forlorn in a world askew
 
You were my life, a radiant light
Held high aloft so my path wound bright
Wickedly clever, intelligent and quick
A candle burning with an endless wick
 
But your brilliant glow has been obscured
Consuming dissolution has me floored
Suffering madly, I feel only separation
Gone my lover, passion, adoration
 
May I forever remember your gentle excellence
That guided my nature, character and strength
Leaving me gifts that nourish my soul
Your undying goodness does offer console

Stone Flowers

Stone Flowers (Photo credit: elycefeliz)

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by Bodhirose on May 31, 2012  •  Permalink
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Posted by Bodhirose on May 31, 2012

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Flash and Bull

I bit off more than I could chew
when I met you.  Your syrupy
tongue soon turned harsh and bitter.
I give up, you’ve won,
now let me walk away clean.
I should have known;
you were too good to be true.

All flash and bull
you caught my attention
but I fault myself
for being reeled.
You were out there
fishing with smooth,
cold cunning.  I was
naïve and trusting,
didn’t see the hook coming. 

Outward appearance
all cool and fun
but in the eleventh
hour, I cut and run.

Mean and high-handed,
but held me to blame,
your delusional rants
brought me shame.
Cutting me down,
(I fell to my knees),
planting doubts,
creating destruction. 

Your madness a loose cannon,
unchecked, unstable.
I’m no longer willing,
to be your mark,
my turning back is the end of this story.

It’s all about you.
It’s all about you. 

I bit off more than I could chew
when I met you.  Your syrupy
tongue soon turned harsh and bitter.
I give up, you’ve won,
now let me walk away clean.
I should have known;
you were too good to be true.

Packing up my splintered but mending heart…
I’m keeping it safe from the likes of you.
Sometimes we need to know
when to close an open door.

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by Bodhirose on May 18, 2012  •  Permalink
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Posted by Bodhirose on May 18, 2012

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Emergency!

Awakened startled, jabbing pain assaults
my back, quickened stabbing brings loud exalts.
Alas!  Alas!  The pain exceeds,
it’s all too intense to concede!
Worrying beads of perspiration pop,
my convulsive breathing makes me stop.

Across my brow, within the furrowing,
fear seizes me now, magnitude growing.
Help me! Help me!  I cry aloud,
death is encroaching with his shroud!
I beseech you aid me, this pain is sick;
emergency aid should be gotten quick.

Hunching my way over to our large truck,
I gingerly lay across from the clutch.
Hurry!  Hurry!  Drive your fastest,
I’m almost done; no one pass us!
Crumpling now, in a tight ball on the floor,
I feel as if I’m giving birth once more. 

Stifling groans keep escaping unbidden
as unknown doctors sweep for the hidden.
At last!  At last!  I feel relief,
diagnostics held the belief!
A kidney stone had inched along but cleared.
Go home and rest, there’s nothing more to fear.

 

This is based on my one and only experience with passing a kidney stone.  It really did feel like I was in labor–torture!

Form For All with Beth Winter hosts Staccato Form:    http://dversepoets.com/2011/11/17/form-for-all-beth-winter-hosts-staccato-form/

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by Bodhirose on November 17, 2011  •  Permalink
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Posted by Bodhirose on November 17, 2011

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You Used to Sing

 

 

You used to sing

When your heart was light

Your voice so harmonious

When life was easier

 

I remember that time

When your heart sang too

Joy came visiting

More often than now

 

Your voice went silent

Many years ago

Tunes of resentment

Are your music instead

 

Now fear has crept in

Pain has joined too

They’ve settled in deep

Happiness pushed out

 

No longer able

No longer can

Simple tasks

Bring you grief

 

Face contorted

With anguished woe

You’ve clutched so tight

To your suffering

 

It’s made its home

Within your bones

And with your acceptance

It’s come right in

 

Can’t let it go

It’s become a friend

A crutch, a tool

To have its way

 

We try our best

To give you help

To serve and attend

And offer assist

 

But your bitterness flies

And attacks the innocent

Our spirit crushes

Underneath the assault

 

Poor, poor mother

We fill up with compassion

Such a dilemma

We wish you well…

 

Mom, circa 1980s

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by Bodhirose on July 19, 2011  •  Permalink
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Posted by Bodhirose on July 19, 2011

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