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Apparition

- APPARITION- Cloudy coffee in a silky morn . A harvester was feeding in a field of corn. My wishing was that I wasn't born Apparition. Her love has left my bed unmade. Her heart has turned into a hand grenade. Blinded justice with a flaming sword Muted sentence doused the written word. Apparition Freedom found in a guilty plea. I did the deed but it wasn't me. Here we stand in a court of law Words exchanged when she slammed the door Apparition Misty mountain is missing you Blood pressure over two sixty two Replay the scene as she walked away Filling out forms - latest title - divorcèe. Apparition. Sold the van in lieu of suicide Sold the house but kept my pride Drive to town before she drove me mad Envy others for what they had. Apparition Sarcastic scene I always criticised Wheelchair cripple wouldnt compromise Cremated love tries to patronise I was never there had a love affair. Apparition Separation Competition

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Patricia Cresswell

Date: 9/24/2017 4:09:00 PM

A very sad tale. Love was created to be forever why do we keep screwing it up?

Jannie Breedt
Date: 9/26/2017 12:46:00 AM

Not my most favorite work but it had elements that I liked. Its actually very misleading. It screams for a rewrite to make it more historically accurate

Punnia Viswan Bhatia

Date: 1/5/2017 10:45:00 PM

A 7!

Jannie Breedt
Date: 4/4/2017 10:51:00 PM

Hey Silly girl! I overlooked your beautiful 7 somehow. Belatedly I thank you and to make up I will lookk yours up again. So thank you

Caycay Jennings

Date: 10/28/2016 12:16:00 PM

This is so creative, expressive and universally applicable - I love the write, I love the blunt delivery that captures how the 'speaker' feels - it is perfect delivery. To me, it captures how thoughts bluntly run through our mind's list when mood is down, raw and self pity enhanced. SO GOOD ... CayCay

Jannie Breedt
Date: 10/28/2016 1:22:00 PM

I need ro find a pc to teel you stuff on inbox . Im jinxed on a phone . This just kills me. This poem needs editing badly. I cant stop reading your stuff its bloody addictive. I noticed with a certain depridation about your issues with angst. How could you know . You transcend me. You send me. My best work is in Afrikaans . I NEED some advice. Can I translate?Furthermore you inspired me to write about Hubble. The alphabet is too limited to describe it though. I am so enthused just to speak of it.it requires a collaboration . I just ... need to tell you . Please check out Beethovens 9th symphony - the words. That what i need to say

Kelly Deschler

Date: 8/27/2016 8:07:00 PM

Apparitions...such are memories of the past...so we must be careful that what we do today may come back to haunt us tomorrow... I really enjoyed the rhyming in this poem. Very well written and expressed, Jannie.

Jannie Breedt
Date: 8/27/2016 11:46:00 PM

Hi Kelly, xoming from you its a real compliment. You are such an accomplished poet yourself. This one begs for a rewrite though. Thank you for the visit.

Mary E.W. Stephenson

Date: 8/11/2016 2:26:00 PM

Great write. Rhythmic and perfect timing. Beautiful and complex metaphor

Jannie Breedt
Date: 8/27/2016 6:17:00 AM

Thank you so much for visiting my poem and your kind words

Scott Thirtyseven

Date: 7/29/2016 8:55:00 AM

Terrible situation, but you've got a great poem out of it. Then I read your comments below, two dogs in one week? Sending you my well wishes.

Jannie Breedt
Date: 7/29/2016 9:02:00 AM

Thanks Scott for checking me out. It's an old rewrite. Yea there's something in the air. Trouble trouble trouble boil and bubble.hey that's mc Beth.! .