Infiltrated

Spring has sprung and so have the flowers. Come Summer we'll be weeding out our dandelions though and cursing at the hard earth. For now we enjoy the fragrance of our flowers though.

Dormant bulbs of emotion

blooming

Awkwardly they sprout

Through my skin 

My eyes

Covering my mind

 

Like a vicious weed

You attacked my brain

Numbing me

with pleasure

And comfortable warmth

Salving

my hurts and mistrust

 

Wrap your vines

around my heart

I feel you squeezing

Putting down

your finite roots

Covered my lungs

Tiny vines

squeezing out my breath

 

It’ll hurt

when they’re ripped out

A little weed killer

  here and there

It’ll hurt

when you’re ripped out

Of my heart and head

To have the poison

Seeping through my veins

Reaching you

Where you penetrated

Infiltrated

But for now

I am delirious

Working under your salve

and numbing agent

your chemicals

the ones that tell me

I love you

 

Reviews

[Anna]

I love the imagery in this poem. Most of the words are striking and bring to life the moments in the poem.
However, there are spots that seem to distract. Especially the beginning of the last stanza. It seems to be out of place with the rest of your words.

I love the your symbolism. Keep it yup!

[Loner]

You've come across strong and profound. I'm still deeply moved by the talent in this poem but always foreshadowed by its testament. I'm heartstruck and speechless still only to come forth every so often and shower my smiling praise upon you. This means so much to me.

[V. K. Harris]

Great emotion, well written.

[An owl on the moon]

Deeply moving! Beautiful metaphor connecting life in the spring to our coming alive. You make such powerful connections, one can smell the fragrance of your world...

[Brianna Brie]

This is awesome writing!! Loved the metaphor and the emotion. Totally get it!

[Beautifully Tragic xPoe..]

Great use of metaphors, I really enjoyed this. Wonderfully written, my friend. Nicely Done.


Great Write.

[Antony]

A great metaphorical write, these lines are what sum it all up for me.
Working under your salve
and numbing agent
your chemicals
the ones that tell me
I love you

Antony

[poddar kushal]

this is a realistic metaphore if there is one. a master stroke.

[Celtic Cat]

This is so great. Intertwining what's going on in nature to what's going on in your.....heart/head/relationship is truly an excellent mix. I love the "it'll hurt" stuff....makes me feel bad about pulling out those little weeds! As my sister says...weeds are not weeds...they are healing herbs and only grow where needed. hmmm...add that to your relationship imagery. : ) Very, very good piece.

[Magicant]

You're SOLID Sparrow.
Seriously, I'm impressed. I can feel the pain, the ripping; it's all inclusive and I'm right there with you.

I hope you're proud of this one.