Not for Sale

 

 

“Get in where you fit in”

---another ‘dime a dozen’

what once was now begins

to show just what it wasn’t.

 

Distant dreams…and fairytales

with every lie you told

…..dissipate inside this jail

explaining truths you never sold.

 

O N E lonely buyer…trapped

kept in this empty cage

slapped with every tear I’ve wept

upon this… fractured page.  

 

Flames fading before they ever were

in a fire… that will never be

proving the passion your lips once swore

to be nothing more than make believe.

 

Melodies of primal pain

now play within my mind

ravaging with each refrain

on a track I can’t rewind.

 

I’ve learned to live behind these walls

reined by demons of doubt

they keep me from further falls

and fortify this house.

 

Who knows what the future holds

for this lost and weary soul

but my dreams and loving heart

---- can’t be bought or sold.

Reviews

[alifeacoustic]

Wonderful. Such a softly spoken piece (in my mind anyway) that slowly lifts into wonderful last verse that captures the moment perfectly, of knowing those words once heard, now sound hollow and empty.
Thank you for sharing this. I really enjoyed it.

[AprilRN1210]

Thank you so much for this lovely, insightful review, I am glad you enjoyed..

[Kenneth The Poet]

A wonderful statement. Brash, bold and beautiful overall.

[Philip Muls]

Innocence lost. Once burned twice shy.

You use some great wording like...Melodies of primal pain now play within my mind. Maybe love pains are genetically predetermined by millions of years of the same betrayals and suffering.

Well done.

[Lyn Anderson]

I popped by looking for you. Apparently you haven't been here in a while. At any rate, this is a great poem. I admire your ability to rhyme without it seeming forced. A defiant woman, loving herself and feeling strong and free.

[Antoñyo]

I agree to agree, lines of brilliance here but with flair, and amazingly still without compromise of raw spirit and emotion.
...and rare is it those that can "fortify this house" with "dreams and loving heart" remaining unsold.
Thanks for the share!

[An owl on the moon]

What a brilliantly moving, richly painted canvas. Startling how it both cuts and heals. There is a painful part of this journey, those darker places, and yet a freedom to fight for the light. Made me feel so deeply, sitting even now in the silence.

[Lydia Shutter]

Wonderful rhyming and strong empowerment in this write, April. You stand up for yourself because you own you....no one else can. I liked this one. Lydi**

[AprilRN1210]

I am learning. thank you Lydia, always such a pleasure to hear your thoughts.

[Woody]

sad but expectedly beautiful. can trust be regained after it has been lost? that's, in a nutshell, my take on this one.

[AprilRN1210]

good question... life has such a way of conditioning us that it gets harder and harder to do that.. we are survivors and by doing this have to find a way to protect ourselves.. thank you for reading Woody. :)

[hardeep sabharwal]

Just wonderful, I like these lines much


Who knows what the future holdsfor this lost and weary soulbut my dreams and loving heart---- can’t be bought or sold.

[AprilRN1210]

thank you :)

[dan]

I hope that things come in from the cold. I miss your writing. Hope that all is well. take care...dan

[AprilRN1210]

Thank you Dan. I hope you are well too. can't wait to read some of your latest. I have missed it.

[David Scott]

It is so good to read your words again...
Your are powerful and pure. I see such possibilities for your intentions.
Lovely. Very lovely!

[AprilRN1210]

Thank you David, I have missed your words as well.