Never mind

Vast tracts
Of wasteland were
About her
Yet wasn’t it just
Yesterday that all
Was green?
“How was this possible?”
She muttered
To herself
And yet it was so…
The sun had
Gone black
So day
Became night
All the warmth had
Drained away
Her hands
Like ice
Fluttered uselessly about
A moan escaped
Cracked lips
Despair cackled and leapt into
Her heart
Racked with hurt
Confusion reigned.
But it was her soul that
Stood firm
Knowing the body and mind
Needed time…
She no longer recognised
Herself
So turned out
Was she
It was though
Her entrails
Her very core
Lay a smouldering ruin
At her feet
Horrified she bent down
To scoop herself up
But could find
No purchase
Like ether
She just slipped
Further away.
And all the while there was a whispering;
“It’s OK… It’s OK.”
Exhausted
Her limbs seemed to unhinge
And she clattered
All akimbo onto the
Baked earth
Its crust gave up
Of itself
And she
Became red…
“Ah.” Said the soul;
“Now is the time…”
And so she cried
And she cried
Until rivulets of red
Flowed
It was though
She bled
Her tears gave purchase
To the earth of
Her body
And
Her mind remembered Hope
And so
Life was reborn.

18th January

Never mind

su2anne

Joined April 2011

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in this poem i’ve used the earth etc as an analogy for both the body and mind to explore despair. i’ve used the soul as an anchor whilst the necessary work is then done to heal and begin anew. some might know this as an inner voice or knowing…
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