Honest love isn't vindictive, so
I've exhausted these resentments.
I ponder possibilities;
work through painful
disappointment,
Peel layers of misery
restricting
oppressing
stifling.
I believe my time has come.
I pray peace surrounds me, and
courage steadies my intentions.
Derision rains down,
sardonically smug.
I will never be free
if it stops me now.
Honestly, what's keeping me here?
And so I leap out of
my cold dead window.
Free falling,
dropping
rushing
soaring,
into wind that loves me
into nothing.
Risking a glance behind me,
thrills curl up from
the bottom of my toes. . .
Careless bubbling laughter
escapes my smiling lips.
Again tears, this time
they're of joy,
self pardon's results from absolution.
I fall weightlessly,
hurdling,
gaining momentum.
I drop myself into an
inner peace I'll cherish.
There's warmth from sunshine,
I haven't felt in so long;
forgiveness at any price.
I belong here, finally;
and I am free. . .
Author notes
Option 3 waaaaaay over the word count, if there was one. I don't care, Im not expecting to win. This is where my muse is, and so I let her have her say.
This is not a jumper fantasy.
I certainly do not have suicidal tendencies.
This is my way releasing myself with forgiveness from resentment that holds me back, so often in life.
Holding resentment is like drinking a bottle of poison, and waiting for the other person to die. My ex husband will never die, he's too mean.
But I've very recently learned that it wasn't him holding me back, it was me. Makes sense, I guess.
A contest entry
- 10/30/30 Semi Quickie by Sweet Impatience.
1200 points, ended July 31, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Yeah, but did you like it?
Comments
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I do so know where you are coming from.We do have to forgive but not only our transgressor but ourselves also.there is always that litttle niggle that tells us it must somehow be all our fault.IT ISN'T.Ah sweet freedom when we realise this, Ros


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An emotional poem that is so creative in thoughts and feelings that flow.
Choices are sometimes hard to make
Breathe and take a step back
Best wishes
Julie
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I can relate to the emotions within this write. except of course the ex-husband. one of which I don't.. holding resentment is something that I did for a long, long time. just a month ago I finally forgave myself for making so many wrong choices, forgiving others is a bit harder for me.. not saying that forgiving myself was an easy thing to do, because it wasn't.
part of moving forward is letting go and forgiving. its easier said than done, which I am sure that you are well aware of. its part of life..
never thought that from this poem that you were a jumper.. I never assume to know if the poet is suicidal or not.
sometime wanting to be free and actually being free are two different things, and sometimes the price is too high..
I love your take on the prompt & the poem was excellent.
good luck
kat



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I liked this one alot...A very emotional portrayal of releasing your heart from inner anger and animosity...It has a nice flow and tone to it as well...


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Wonderful
This is well expressed. So many emotions and shared so well. Best of luck in the contest.

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I love what you have so far, I would love for you to come back and finish.. I know that you have plans for this evening. I would like to judge this by morning, if at all possible.
kat






