Wicked, Weary, Willful

Wicked, Weary, Willful

A Poem by Shannon April Alice
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i wanted to explore the feelings of anger, i don't really express or explore it in life, i was curious to see how it would manifest through art. as always thank you for taking the time to read and sha

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If I were an ocean, I'd tsunami. 
I'd crash at you, rise up fiercely with froth dripping from my wicked tongue.
I'd lick at your feet a tongue so cold, you'd hop and run like a threatened hare. 
I'd send my driftwood to scratch you and then my salt to burn it
And then when I calmed down, I settle to a grey-blue lulling you to see the infinite beauty and power and wrath of me. And you'd feel small as a speck of sand. 
If I were an ocean I'd take starfish and send them hurtling towards you like ninja stars.
I'd grab your ankles with my seaweed limbs and drag you under, just for one moment longer than you thought you could survive. 
And bubble up the back of your legs like a devils tickle as you shot to the surface to gasp. 
If i were an ocean. 
If I were a universe I'd take my neutron stars and line them in a row so they spin you back to a time where hearts were whole
Well, when my heart was anyway.
If I were a universe I'd take my sun and my moon and I would cover them with a mourning veil of shimmery ivory and you would see the world like eyes of a woman in grief. 
I would put you on a planet where raining glass comes sideways and I would give you an umbrella made of ozone. 
I would put you on a star and make you catch the wishes thrown to you. 
Catch them all, in a bucket of diamonds.
I would have you grant them all. All but one.
The one I wished. If I were a universe I'd make you ride that lonely wish of mine down the current of the Milky Way,
feeling its tentacles of hope underneath your feet like old man's slippers. 
If I were a universe I hold all your breathe in glass speck of light and watch as it chased the speed of sound down the darkness. 
...if i were a universe.
And if I were a mountain I'd turn all my streams away 
So you could feel the gift of thirst. 
I'd crumble into dust as you dug your heels into me
trying to climb higher but ending so far below. 
If i was a mountain, I'd wrap the wind around my vocal cords and sing to you and eerie song that would haunt your mind and make you think of loves you'd lost. Then I'd sing it again softer. Echo, Echo. 
I'd give you mountain stretch marks.
Itchy places to remind you of when the sea was your lover. 
I'd take my poison ivy to your skin.
So sultry she would climb like a lover's thin trailing fingernails 
down 
     your
           spine. 
If I were tree I'd be a weeping willow. 
I'd hang my wounded limbs over the river that is your regrets.
If I were a tree I'd shade you from the blazing sun.
You'd crave me then.
You'd fall asleep in my lap.
If I were a tree I'd gift you a hundred acorns...
And let none of them take root. If I were a tree. 
If I were a tree you'd climb me to take shelter from the wolves. 
I'd take you into my strong arms 
And you would understand what courage is.
What refuge is. 
What need is. 
Then I'd stroke that glistening wolf to keep him at your feet.
And paint your toes with sap so he drools with the anticipation.
And if i were that tree you'd feel safe within my grasp.
I'd blow a wind to stroke your face and
And sooth you with the sounds of leaves and you would sleep.
Then I'd send that wolf away because you'd know me then. 
But I am a woman. 
And what I can do is make you see me as I walk away, 
pull away
sneak away
crawl away. 
I am a woman and I can be the emptiness I leave you. 
I am a woman, an ocean, a universe, a mountain, a forest.
I am a woman who is now the empty fragile places inside you where I used to be.
But I am a woman
And you will remember me. 
...You will remember me. 

sahn 5/19/2014

© 2014 Shannon April Alice


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Wow! ... "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned" ... Very powerfully painted in imagery that drives your heartbroken message home ...

Marv

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Shannon April Alice

7 Years Ago

true words, my friend.
You shall be remembered in all the glory you possess. I loved your descriptions of the universe. You fill each image with strength and passion:

If I were tree I'd be a weeping willow.
I'd hang my wounded limbs over the river that is your regrets.
If I were a tree I'd shade you from the blazing sun.
You'd crave me then.
You'd fall asleep in my lap.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Full of power and passion for sure...I wanna stay on your loving side--lol

Posted 9 Years Ago


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epic poem here full of fire and passion...great read.

Posted 9 Years Ago


Shannon April Alice

9 Years Ago

*blushes modestly*
If I were a universe I'd take my sun and my moon and I would cover them with a mourning veil of shimmery ivory and you would see the world like eyes of a woman in grief.
I would put you on a planet where raining glass comes sideways and I would give you an umbrella made of ozone.






If I were tree I'd be a weeping willow.
I'd hang my wounded limbs over the river that is your regrets.
If I were a tree I'd shade you from the blazing sun.
You'd crave me then.
You'd fall asleep in my lap.
If I were a tree I'd gift you a hundred acorns...
And let none of them take root. If I were a tree.
If I were a tree you'd climb me to take shelter from the wolves.
I'd take you into my strong arms
And you would understand what courage is.
What refuge is.
What need is.
Then I'd stroke that glistening wolf to keep him at your feet.
And paint your toes with sap so he drools with the anticipation.
And if I were that tree you'd feel safe within my grasp.
I'd blow a wind to stroke your face and
And sooth you with the sounds of leaves and you would sleep.
Then I'd send that wolf away because you'd know me then.






The Weeping Willow is my favorite tree nicely penned.




This sounds like you were speaking to someone
you loved that broke your heart very quite Loudly
here I see it in the words so much pain and passions speaks
in this piece.



Thank you for sharing and for your kind review
and comments you left on my page.



Blessings. Benita






Posted 9 Years Ago


Shannon April Alice

9 Years Ago

thank you benita, i read somewhere that there is a planet where it rains sideways...i believe i also.. read more
Shannon April Alice

9 Years Ago

*and i don't know if i was speaking to someone. i don't actually write 'for' people or even about pe.. read more
Benita-Staebell M - KindredPoet

9 Years Ago

well I am sure that the weeping willow has many meanings to me it is rain and tears but not a sadnes.. read more
This was truly one of the coolest work I have read on this site, I have to admit you are extremely talented and would love to come back to read more of your work!


Posted 9 Years Ago


Shannon April Alice

9 Years Ago

you've no idea what those words mean to me, it is very hard to know if you are talented or delusiona.. read more
A. Amos

9 Years Ago

Always remember what you craft intrinsically it's your baby...even our ugliest kids are the most ado.. read more
Symbolizing nature as woman. I loved the piece. I know this emotion well. Just to take revenge on the one who hurt you badly. But as you said we are woman. We may forgive but when we walk away we leave behind spaces which.can never be filled. So we say forget us if you can..i loved the raw emotion here.i do have a temper which goes up easily.so i will say i could.connect to it.classsic writing.
just my cup of tea :)

~Sophy

Posted 9 Years Ago


Shannon April Alice

9 Years Ago

sophy thank you. it has always been one of my favorite pieces although i think the woman who is the .. read more
Goose Bumps!
The raw emotion and imagery poured into this deep ocean has me fearing mother nature herself. The expression of love and the turbulent affects it has and how you have woven this with the elements is pure genius. I enjoyed this epic tale. Thank you

Troy

Posted 9 Years Ago


Shannon April Alice

9 Years Ago

troy this is probably one of my favorite pieces. it is long i know, so i really love when someone ta.. read more
Nothing can stand against Nature nor against this natural writer Shannon. A well written Epic and am happy to read

Posted 9 Years Ago


Wow, this is the first time I've read one of your pieces and it's epic...the emotions are raw and visceral, yet remain vividly and evocatively poetic...I'm not a woman but I'm definitely familiar with this mood, that urge to just lash out, and leave your mark on someone's conscience in the process...this is a feast of powerful imagery that makes it impossible to really single out any specific bits...an honest and very ambitious work...well done :)

Posted 9 Years Ago


Shannon April Alice

9 Years Ago

honest if i say until you mentioned gender in it, i hadn't realized i wrote it specific to gender. i.. read more
kublakhan27

9 Years Ago

My reviews are always from the heart, and I swear I don't use 'wow' very often haha It's my pleasure.. read more

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