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This week I requisitioned “unwoven” from the poetry Thursday randomizer. Working it into my poem about a young person being served the dregs! It saddens me to see young people lose their true identity in the nature of a partner! Whereas being enhanced by the support of a great equal can be a relationship well worth accommodating!
Dregs
Thunderous motor running
He arrives
Handed the dregs of his day
She receives it, relieved
Unwoven fibers of character
Fastened tight
To his perspective
Sloshing in grains
Residue muddies her face
Bitter demeanor ensues
Continually suspended
Sallow and lanky
Fraying at the seams
Wasting away
A corpse
Of who she was
He arrives
Handed the dregs of his day
She receives it, relieved
Unwoven fibers of character
Fastened tight
To his perspective
Sloshing in grains
Residue muddies her face
Bitter demeanor ensues
Continually suspended
Sallow and lanky
Fraying at the seams
Wasting away
A corpse
Of who she was
16 comments:
So sad when a young womans self worth depends on what kind of a day her mate had!
your words just dance across the page in their own reverence of story.
LOVE it!!
Peace, Kai xx
Ah, you've written of a woman whose fate (and therefore her moods) is controlled by a man and his whims. Great poem, but very sad situation. xo
Yes, I feel sadness too, reading this... sometimes it takes a(lmost) a lifetime to become aware of your own personhood...
that is sad. to think of someone being a corpse of who she was. how easily i have fallen into this trap in the past myself. lucky for me, not any more.
"handed the dregs of his day" ... brilliant poem. And your art, as ever, is amazing. xx, deb
Gorgeous art, harsh (I like it) poem--powerful combination. Amazing what you came up with from dregs.
you've captured an all too common situation here.
i have a sick emptiness in the pit of my stomach.. this allowed me to relive the exact feeling of being handed the dregs ... and thinking that is all i deserved... very powerful....
Aha - I'm writing to tell you I nominated you for the Blogger Reflection Award - I see it's an honour you've already earned! But come see anyway. xo
This made me immensely sad.
This was me many years ago. Powerful and well done! XXOO
as usual your words and art are beyond excellent!
It is a sad reality but so true and it sounds like you've lived it first hand... thank god today YOU control your atmosphere!
A bitter brew indeed to choke a soul upon. Bitter.
Wonderfully written. Could be required reading for many.
Really brilliant. And it is really sad when young women get their spirit broken, stepped on and thrown out by guys that treat them like that. I'm really glad you wrote this. And I love the artwork!
:)
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