bitter taste (poem)

I bit down on my heart
and held it in my teeth
during the sun’s glow
and the moon’s beams

I grasped it tightly
through seasons and ages
until its taste became
the one familiar theme

like a song heard only
in the bowels of the night
when even the stars are still and
the rainbows are dreaming

all thoughts drowned out
by the clamouring of memories
all pain deadened
by the darkness of days

everything in sight and
no one is ever safe
from the monsters
lurking in dark corners

then I tasted my heart
and it was bitter and
all the sweetness was gone
it was no longer green

only a hint of flowers remains
like a dream and a kiss
a tiny little speck of hope
a seed for a future far away


© Sybille Sterk
Do not copy or publish this poem in any way, shape or form without my written permission.

bitter taste (poem)

Sybille Sterk

Joined July 2009

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© Sybille Sterk
Do not copy or publish this in any way, shape or form without my written permission.

Another of those “wake up with it” poems.

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