Swallowing RainbowsA Poem by Bubo
Bag lady, who sat outside a bank crying, no socks,or shoes on a cold wet winters day. The image has stayed with me months later.
Her heart escapes me
thrashing against fragile bones
tender tears trapped in silent weeping
while her mouth forms woeful words.
If I asked God to transport me
just for today, he might laugh,
sigh, before turning around the world
to watch me slip and slide
here and there until I return to everywhere
holding her shattered mind
scooping out all of that pain.
feathers falling from her tongue
“I cannot be undone”
I tried swallowing rainbows for her,
Tried coaxing the sinless sun to shine
just for a while,
Just for her,
Even gathering rain clouds to wash away the anger
But her hurt stained her soul, and could not be undone.
But still, they heaped sin upon sin
into every corner of her world
burdened her with words, while the floor remained cold
stone pressed into cheek, while they forced her
deep, dark stabbing moments
fulfilment to their self serving hell.
And she would sing what I could not understand
melancholy was her right hand man
on her left, against her breast, her memories
swathed in pale milk skin
for all to see....
Clutching her thread bare bag
her once glorious mane now infested with lice.
Laugh as you might
she rises with grace,
shoeless, her stumbling sight
regards streets with nameless faces
as everywhere beauty escapes in an air of
She is simply there.
She could be my angel
She could be you.
She could be me.
© 2011 Bubo
Shelved in 3 LibrariesAdded on April 13, 2011
Last Updated on April 13, 2011
London, God, United Kingdom
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