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Stranded with Manners
Abroad in some sunnier yard
a cup clatters, slicing innocuous
remnants naively
from it's china
elsewhere...
elsewhere...
***
Fine as my fragility, tissue glass...this skin
I am choice - a hostess
I make no clinking
No issue
No issue
My chicken-wing scapulas
itching bare
cold sweat
my new, near-evening dew
crying into flaccid grasses
I'll be so good
I'll let it pass
-
pre-morning moaning
a melting nightchill
And the sun scales deafly over
while childhood is pried
nullified
beneath weighty limb and will
A recess time deeper leagues
my
my
mariner mind
sailed to fairer airs and fare
My vessel seized
a tempest of silence diseased
this hill - spoiling child breath
I could assemble my toys...
...after,
have a bit of tea...
Published 18th Dec 2018
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It's hard to read, and even harder to write.
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I loved the bittersweet imagery of this, AtomikOne. That first stanza is golden and pulls me right in. You convey this very well.
Enjoyed the tea! 🍵❤
Enjoyed the tea! 🍵❤
18th Dec 2018 1:03pm
Anonymous
19th Dec 2018 1:29am
I too had a WTF moment at the ECW warning. It's a tactfully written poem and doesn't warrant such.
21st Dec 2018 8:42pm
Thank you guys for saying as much, I suppose it wasn't the form, but the content I was concerned about. I can remove it, but I'm also uncomfortable with non-members reading this? On my Deviantart account I also deemed it "mature" so it would be a general blocker up.
Sorry for taking so long to get back to ya'll!
Sorry for taking so long to get back to ya'll!
28th Dec 2018 7:51pm
very personal, intimate, and mature feelings on display. delicate as we slice the layers back of who we really are; who you really are. these events that shaped us into humans. rude, vulgar, atrocious, and appalling are the actions that so many carry out everyday in this world, yet you've proven there is still beauty even in nightmares that haunt us. well penned Atomik.
