Washed away

Drowning within a broken heart

Washed away

 

For of this heart, a branded stain-

Unrecognized,

draped of lingering whys

found amidst

clouded chapters now written

on merciless skies

 

Beneath a foot bridge

peering up

as footsteps approach

waiting, counting the cracks in the board

in filtered light

absorbed

 

Debris collects in the corners

of my forced smile,

raspy tones invade

what once was my voice, 

though now

words float more harm

than good

 

Two silhouettes,

hand in hand,

pulling on the edges of my heart,

seizing it, tearing it,

spitting on the waste now

carelessly tossed

to the side

 

Quickly the creek it rises,

cold water reaching my chest,

numbing, if only temporarily

the pain,

filling the gaping hole,

flooding my senses

 

Now as shadows fall

on puddle’d earth

and footprints

disappear over the crest

of what was once love…

I cry,

fearing the ripples

as my tears

follow desperate currents

slowly washing me away  

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Veronica Chandler]

Okay...now I am crying like a baby! Wow this is some moving piece of work you have penned and it went straight from the page to the depths of my soul aching. Incredible talent!

[Jack...]

Thank you so much Veronica. It is always a thrill to hear form you

[carol burgess romance]

what a gread read ...love gone wrong...debris collects in the corners of my forced smile...quite the imagery

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Carol. I appreciate your kind words.

[Magnolia]

Oh, the desperation in this fine piece is quite overwhelming. It will resonate with a lot of readers....Maggie

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much my freind.

[Acucena G.]

its goes straight to my library , wonderful work

[Jack...]

Thanks a bunch. I am happy you enjoyed it.

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

So beautiful...one of your best I believe. I love the last stanza, absolutely breathtaking. There is something blissfully tragic about watching lovers, unaware of your prescence, absorb themselves in one another. Such an emotional write.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much. See, your free-verse has inspired me to leave the world of rhyme, at least for a little while.

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

yes, stay and play in my world...you are very good at it!!!!

[Dean]

may I play too?

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Of course...there is room for all in my world. It's a bit odd here, though, and like the Hotel California, you can always check in, but you may never check out... :)

[Dean]

let the games begin!

[Dean]

Analogy is the strength of this poem. It draws one like a magnet. And the finality of its
sentiments is dramatic. Good job.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Dean. Sorry about the butterfly iris comment on your poem, I forgot where I was at.

[icelandicblue]

This is touchingly sad. There is alone and then there is alone with a broken heart. You speak to that pain with the gentle brush of your quill.

[Jack...]

Thank you so much my sweet friend. Your kind words are always my birght spot on the day

[Sami Khalil]

"Now as shadows fall

on puddle’d earth

and footprints

disappear over the crest

of what was once love…

I cry,

fearing the ripples

as my tears

follow desperate currents

slowly washing me away ."
I know the feelings of the desperate currents when we wish we were prepared for the deluge and hearfelt cries. They flood senses and thoughts... I'm hoping the filtered light will shine upon your days and hers...Another great write...:)

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Sami. I appreciate your kind words.

[Sami Khalil]

My pleasure...:)