Singeing edges, it permeates
laying waste to peach fuzz
as though it’s life depended
on mutililation of my cells
Riveted, I watch muscles
feeding the ache in my veins
as sanguine acid shatters
the core of my neckline
Mind silently screaming
for self preservation to
find auto pilot and soothe
remnants of my affections
Somewhere in time rifts
I’m sure it beckons still
the haunting of nature’s
clock that taunts me so
But for now cool sweats
seem to quench insanity
leaving me comforted
in onyx satin, undressed
Onlookers are oblivious,
family clutched in pretense
but mirrors never lie
and I’m still ominpresent
In a list
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I know for me... hot flashes cause my sane mind to bend. The changes in our lives come in phases. I could have done without men-on-pause for sure. Your poem equates this life change specifically, and very well. I feel these words and know exactly why your emotions run the gamut. Excellent!
Much Love ♥
Renee
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wow. changes in life can be difficult, no matter how expected or unexpected they are. good write. blessed be.
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you do always out do
your outstanding
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Oh My God! I see I already commented but I can't help but to again leave evidence of my Shock and Awe at the poetry soaring from this page.
Honestly Astounding!
ya All-Ways,
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I'm almost sure God is a man. What woman would calculate to bring such exasperation upon those of us who dare to bare our souls and pray for all others.
I think he's akin to the same masochist who invented that damn mamogram machine.
We do go through a lot just to prove we're women and not just a crumbling statuesqe goddess. ( I think these same guys invented mirrors, too... such liars they are)
You've lent such fine poetry to nature's clock, always ticking, always portraying us as fallen beauties, goading us on to one more hour of proclaimed insanity.
Dee
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very nicely done gypsy, great imagery throughout.
love the discriptiveness and vocab used
excellent as always!
Tasha
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wow.. beautifully penned and wonderfully dark. i love it, just brilliant.
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riveting
...read it all in one breath...a poem so true you want to cry..age happens and we wish we could manually tighten our skin back to its youthful beauty....mirrors never lie..you are so right..even when you creep up on them and surprise them...i love the second to last stanza...i also love the lines (Mind silently screaming
for self preservation to
find auto pilot and soothe
remnants of my affections
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Marvelous. I can completely relate to this as my next birthday aproaches with gathering intensity. "mind screaming for self preservation" is spot on and the forlorn "mirrors never lie" makes one ache for yesterday's mirror.
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Dark and intriguing, great write and loved the references to natures clock, can you be omnipresent without being insane? Great poem
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LOL Only if you can block out a lot of noise that no one else seems to hear
LOL I think opening up spiritually often does test the sanity and to be honest once you reach a certain threshold you do need to be a little insane by sociiety's standards before you can balance again. What webs we weave huh? LOL
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Here I Am - silently nodding and in complete agreement, yet & once again.
* Sigh *
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Great expression and imagery. I liked this a lot.
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forgot applauses
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that was intense i wasn't really sure how to take it at first it reminded me of some thing i would normally write lol i love it gypsy nice work
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Wow. I don't know what to say.....totally creeped me out and titillated me too.
Love & Blessings,
~ ~ Janet ~ ~
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