Strong

Before I present tonight’s contribution to the dVerse prompt, I just want to state that this poem is fiction. I know a lot of poets write from their own lives, but as a fiction writer who desires to be a poet, a lot of my poetry involving people is made up. I don’t think the emotions are or the experiences, but they aren’t mine. Thank you. ๐Ÿ™‚

Also, I half read the instruction so I wrote the poem, went back and read the instructions again, because lately my brain is a sieve, and I probably could have done a better job with the prompt. ๐Ÿ˜ฆ

Strong

They say: absence

makes the heart

grow free

but they also say

actions speak

without hesitation.

So when you leave

your face mottled

anger spilling,

staining

like dry red wine

time ticking,

echoing

I curl, balled in the corner

a lost mourner

at my own funeral

waiting for my heart

to miss you.

Fear cowers, time empowers

words donโ€™t matter

heart in tatters.

I pack the truck

to overflowing

shift gears knowing

my heart seeds weeds

my actions speak proudly

un-

fragile.

 

Sascha Darlington

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28 thoughts on “Strong

  1. A very impressive piece of work, Sascha, and for me, it builds on itself with the image layers to a great finale. Also, irrelevantly, for me, poetry is where you can tell the absolute truth about yourself without anyone knowing.

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