The Stories I Could Have Read

I desire a dead end line. No children to bind my past or future

Days. I cannot bloat forever -

I will not deceive my lover.

 

Had I raised from some creel

A mass of blubbering flesh,

Swaddled warm -

Tight as a heart attack,

Pressing the mite close to my

Jibber-trenched heart

I would have sank full

Into my first

Discarded birth -

Wiped away the vitreous rheum

And loved it as big as the world.

 

Years back another lover

Inside me, sprung life -

Weeping he was, I slid out my fingers from his.

I laid his cries on icy deafness,

Strapped his poor weary pleas -

Shoveled him into some kind of feticide.

 

Let it weal away, he or a she -

Silent screams, scraping, twisted small.

Born and unborn

Soaked in my pall, my b*****d pall -

Those poor bloody things

By a craven mother

Stuck.

 

Rootless. No blood.

Lost shoots spring dead -

I want to die with nothing.

Reviews

[Kristallo]

This is a brazen and powerful write. It's twisted and delightfully cryptic, unattached, and candidly sincere. Your style cannot be matched, your voice rings with loss and ubiquity, quiet comfort in your isolation. It defies any preconceived idea of poetic indulgence with stunning brilliance. Such a gripping read, and I just ADORED this part, re-read it at least ten times in pure awe of its extravagance.

Let it weal away, he or a she -

Silent screams, scraping, twisted small.

Born and unborn

Soaked in my pall, my b*****d pall -

Those poor bloody things

By a craven mother

Stuck.

Damn fine writing, Rosalind. I just loved it.

[Rosalind Gale]

Thanks again, always it is so wonderful when you drop by.
See you soon -
-xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx-

[michelle]

WOW. I love this! I have spent the day essay writing and am spending the evening reading for pleasure, anything I like at all, and I've chosen you. Wonderful, powerful, direct, brave, honest, venomous, succinct - glorious writing.

[Rosalind Gale]

Thank you! I wrote this some time ago - and I have had a child since :)

[Mark]

Sort of an anti-mother piece? Such power and darkness. Attracts me like dead-lights. Great job

[poetry-kiddo alienbaba]

Lessons of wisdom lessons of pain,
life is a walk in the cold November rain:)

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Powerful indeed! Again, no criticism for this one at all. You've managed to convey gritty reality with such a sublime and smooth flair. Tempestuous, yes, but absolutely beautiful.

[Larry Dyson]

but in such a powerful way ..kinda like the goth version of sliding in to home plate at the last minute..Ha.Laury

[Corset]

Corset smiles contentedly to herself, isn't life just amazing :)

[Renée]

WoW ! Can be disturbing..but life is like that at times ! A very tricky write and you did it perfectly !

[Rosalind Gale]

Thanks Renee -
-x-

[Renée]

( : finally my icon is fixed and found you !

[New Dawn]

'I desire a dead end line' - what a powerful statement which provokes all kinds of emotions - it is a strong person who makes that decision - so many of us still view our children an insurance against the lonliness of later life, a beautiful dark and complex poem. there is something so hypnotic about your work - perhaps it is the sense of unease that accompnies it. You are not afraid to address all of those issues we skate around lest we offend somebody somewhere. Brilliant as always Rosa x

[Rosalind Gale]

Thank you my dear writer - hugs, kiss -
Rosa
-x-

[Ruth]

This is absolutely incredible!!!
I adore everything about it, the utter stamina throughout, the way it conveys a powerful statement, this is conviction, in vivid tones!
xoxo

[Rosalind Gale]

Oh Poppy - thank you so very much, really, I needed your words just now -
-xxx-

[Ruth]

Most welcome, I adore your work! xoxo

[Felecia]

Poems like these are always my favourite. This was twisted and delicatly delightful, in all different ways. It's stunning and beautiful, and dark and dangerous, all at the same time. I love it. good job.

[Rosalind Gale]

Hugs and thanks -
-x-

[Felecia]

*hugs back* you're welcome