avoiding a confrontation
or lengthy explanation
for I am not sure what happened
when we both closed our doors
shutting out domestic pain
locked inside the heart forgotten
no tender touches to soften
or kind kisses of healing
watching from a distant room
a doomed death of stillness
as the cold war marches on
and tears cease to fall
hourglass sprinkles the wedge
our time gone by without console
both frozen as days become years
the obstinate purple heart
thick calluses feel nothing
wordless days reaffirm
as consistency controls
we're dead,,, buried alive
Author notes
Prompt: Bob Dylan verse.
I can't see my reflection in the water
I can't speak the sounds to show no pain
I can't hear the echo of my footsteps
Or remember the sound of my own name
Yes and only if my own true love was waiting
If I could hear her heart a softly pounding
Yes and only if she was laying by me
Then I'd lay in my bed, once again
A contest entry
- Verse prompt - not lyrics just tell me what you feel. This is a PIF contest winner of gold to PIF 300 points. by Topaze.
700 points, ended September 7, 2008, 5 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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this poem expresses deeply how relationships ebb and flow out of our lives, like mysteries, vanished, that once seemed like would always be. such a moving poem


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Sad.....
This shows the true feelings of a love gone bad. Cold shoulders, distance in the same room, nothing to say to each other...it's a sad way to live. "buried alive" is an excellent way to express this.
Excellent writing.
Michael

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Calluses build up
Your inner feelings flow forth loud and clear. Too bad one that causes them, is deaf no longer hear. Love ceases, when we stop feeling. Many stop long before the marriage ends. life exists on auto pilot, no feelings just doing and existing. sad indeed. Even respects flies out the doors.

PS I like the picture, with clear eyes and mind.

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A very powerful piece, very well written. love the "purple heart". Thank you for your fine entry in this contest.


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Thank you Karl
Dear Karl,
Thank you for honoring me with the gold trophy and the PIF contest. My self esteem has been boosted 10 merits.
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Sad
but so true in many marriages. The void appears and then that feeling of doom and will I have make love again?But have they both lost theuir sense of awareness? Tough hard & true write.

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I felt a chill,still wind,colder still, frozen in place,then nothing. Brrrr! Reminded me of Poe.


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Never thought I could be compared to Poe, but I shall assume that is a compliment in this cold hearted manner that I fight each day. Oh please turn the hourglass over and stop the sand's flowing particles.
Sarcasm seems to seize me at times. I thank you for the comment.
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