Poet Tacito Poet Free verse

Crying Over Spilled Women

His bleeding heart
Was flustered from that torn parchment
In their leeching chapter

Pushed aside
As if “friendship” was aggression’s bull
Running through crowded cemeteries
Under quartered, sapphire moon

He sipped pitied shots of century-old whiskey
With a dusty glass of pomegranate w(h)ine

“Why isn’t she coming back to me?”
“My heart will make empty declarations until her return!”

As he childishly latches onto recycled yesterdays
Praying for God to give him
White picket gate’s access code

Writing lavish, debt-ridden sonatas,
In whiplashed curiosity,
On why she chose to forget him

Unbeknownst to decrepit author
That he
Could simply
Return the favor

©Drake J. Eszes

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Heather Ober November 5, 2015 at 9:39 AM I think this is one of your best - I can't believe I hadn't read it before. I found the idea of "latching onto recycled yesterdays" particularly poignant, since I think many of us do that without realizing it. You always take us on a rollercoaster of emotion (pardon the cliché) and bring us safely to your ever-astute conclusions. Heather Ober November 5, 2015 at 10:15 AM Yes, I am back :) Finally over the writer's block that knocked me down for awhile! I really hope you start writing again soon too!! Poet Tacito November 5, 2015 at 9:52 AM <3 <3 <3!!! You're back again! YAY! Yeah, we really do. I think it's just part of Human nature to do that. But, that said, some do it way more than they need to. You rock, as always, Heather. :D

Lillie Williams February 13, 2014 at 7:20 PM WOW! very creative. I love this one. I find myself liking your writing a lot. Poet Tacito February 13, 2014 at 10:51 PM Well, that's a very cool thing to see you say. I do appreciate that, Lillie. =)

Chuck Melugin December 6, 2013 at 5:14 PM Return the favor indeed! Fine flow! Poet Tacito December 6, 2013 at 5:24 PM Hi & thank you, Chuck!

Juliet Ligon December 4, 2013 at 9:02 PM Very emotional. Creative word choices,Drake. Poet Tacito December 6, 2013 at 5:24 PM Hi Juliet! Thank you very much!

Carrie Richards November 27, 2013 at 10:23 AM Wow......glad I didn't miss coming back to see this one! Phrases you use, just blow me away.......the w(h)ine factor just knocked my socks off........you are so clever, and unique in the way you think and process your feelings... What a healthy explosion of words....in almost every poem you are able to vent, cry, laugh, feel, and you take us along for the ride! Thanks for that! Happy Thanksgiving, Drake! Poet Tacito November 27, 2013 at 10:35 AM HI CARRIE! =D Just awesome...I am always open to your thoughts & feelings on my work. They mean so much. Thank you for that. I hope you have a wonderful Thanksgiving too!

Suzanne Delaney November 19, 2013 at 4:26 PM Great ending...the shifting of power... too few realize it. Said like a psychology Major. Hugs and all. SuZ Poet Tacito November 19, 2013 at 5:57 PM Hey Suz!!!! =D Fantastic comment! Thank you so much!

John Loving Iii November 16, 2013 at 3:20 PM why is'nt she comming back to me? my heart wil make... I have been there to that place for so many days. great write. Poet Tacito November 19, 2013 at 5:57 PM Yes, indeed! Thank you so very much, John! =D

Juli- Michelle November 15, 2013 at 12:38 PM Those words, oh it's wonderful :) I was drawn in by your title and i was not dissapointed. You are so talented, I love reading your work. The last stanza is my favorite. Simple retaliation. I love it. Love, Juli-Michelle Poet Tacito November 15, 2013 at 6:27 PM Spot on with your observation, Juli! =D I had to bring it home strong. Thank you so very much!

Sarai Virden November 14, 2013 at 12:57 AM As I thought of all the things about this poem I could comment on, they all fell short of the hug I wish I could give you. I wish you could see the look in my eyes reassuring you that for all you feel you've lost... You will one day be so overjoyed that you were denied the access code, so the "One" who will cherish the treasure of you; could have her own serendipitous entrance into your own picket fence. Loves my friend :-) Poet Tacito November 14, 2013 at 6:29 AM Oh my goodness...I'm just waking up and reading this extravagant comment. Holy damn. Sarai, I will say that this wasn't about me (though I used to be this way about 10 yrs ago). Your sheer reassurance in this comment is mindblowing & a deeply kind thing to say. There aren't enough characters in this box to REALLY say thank you...

Delysia Hendricks November 14, 2013 at 12:01 AM It's foolish to hang onto could-have-been's and miss out on new opportunities. You've nailed this one well, Drake. Good stuff, my friend. Licia :-) Poet Tacito November 14, 2013 at 6:21 AM Oh, certainly! =D I couldn't agree more, Licia. Life does not give us such luxuries to wallow like that. ;-) Thanks so much!

Jay Loveless November 13, 2013 at 3:41 PM Oh. My. Damn. That was Freaking amazing. Your Stanzas are magical Poet Tacito November 13, 2013 at 4:52 PM =D WOO HOO! Thank you so much, Jay. I definitely appreciate it.

Tina Guttery November 13, 2013 at 11:56 AM Wow! You have written this so well that I can visualize it and am taken in. I agree with someone else who said that last stanza really does say it all, though getting to that realization seems to be the hardest part! Fantastic poem! Poet Tacito November 13, 2013 at 12:08 PM Well, hi there Tina! =) Yes, it is as difficult as we allow it to be. Thank you so much! Very cool to see you here!

Monterey Sirak November 13, 2013 at 8:30 AM Wow! This time I can't pick a stanza that leaps out more than the others. It is all brilliant. We can try to write the pages of our lives but the characters we choose to have a place of prominence don't always behave as we would like. So we can keep digging up unfulfilled memories from yesterday's cemeteries or choose to move on into tomorrow. Poet Tacito November 13, 2013 at 9:28 AM Hey, Monterey!!! =D A very striking comment. I couldn't agree more. You rock! Thanks so much!

Cecilia Macfarlane November 12, 2013 at 12:32 PM A crushing blow to one's ego when the one you want doesn't feel the same way. 'Access code to white pickets gate"....awesome line! Cry those tears and move on to someone who will appreciate and return your love. Brilliant write! Hugs Poet Tacito November 13, 2013 at 9:23 AM Yes, for sure. But, of more concern & in most cases, it's those exact egos that will break their spirit & heart. Additionally, they'll take it out on everybody else who didn't deserve it. 'Tis a pity. Thank you so much, Cecilia. :)

Len Gasun November 12, 2013 at 8:38 AM A very beautiful t heartfelt poem which was excellently written both from your very loving heart and brilliant mind my dear friend Drake. So love it and enjoyed. Thank you so much for sharing my very dear friend. Thank you so much as well for your precious time to read my work and for the inspiring comments. Thank u as well for the love & concern to the Phil. I've just read your blog. Sorry for being late. More blessings! love lots and big hugs, Leonora Poet Tacito November 12, 2013 at 9:16 AM I'm glad to help however little way I can, Leonora. Thanks so much for coming by here.

Lucilla Carrillo November 11, 2013 at 11:41 PM Hi Drake; the last stanza says it all. I always say - if someone don't want you, you don't need them either. there will always be someone better. Thanks for sharing and smile... Lucilla Poet Tacito November 12, 2013 at 7:21 AM Yes!!! Absolutely! That is precisely it. The whole "want what you can't have" thing can break a person. Thank you for that great comment, Lucilla! :)

Jack Jordan November 11, 2013 at 1:38 PM Very nice sorrowful, twisty piece, beautifully written, as usual... Jack Poet Tacito November 12, 2013 at 9:13 AM Thanks so much, Jack! =)

Joseph Matose November 11, 2013 at 11:45 AM Great verse Drake. I wish to master free verse in this way. I'm still wet behind the ear. Thanks for giving me such an induction. Friend, JM Poet Tacito November 11, 2013 at 11:51 AM With Free Verse, it's all in the spacing of your lines and how "efficient" your lines are. Meaning, cut out the cluttered, unnecessary words. Keep a tight focus on the ultimate message of the Free Verse. But, how you express that message, it's up to you...thus, "Free". I hope that guidance helps a little? Hopefully? :) Thank you very much on this, Joseph.

Kim Van Breda November 11, 2013 at 11:22 AM Man alive... your words are awesome as always !! Sending you an inbox re: USA trip. Poet Tacito November 11, 2013 at 11:34 AM =D hey there, Kim! Awesome, sounds good!

Nette Onclaud November 11, 2013 at 10:08 AM reciprocity is the main ingredient in anything...what if people are not on the same page?.. a most intruiging write that separates the men from the boys, the women from girls, venus from mars... riveting in its imagistic expression.. yeah!..:) huggs Poet Tacito November 11, 2013 at 10:31 AM If two aren't on the same page, then the book won't have a good ending and end up on the Clearance rack at a Wal-Mart or Target. ;-) You started saying "Venus from Mars"...if you had went with a "Uranus" joke, I'd have collapsed in laughs. Thank you so much, Nette! =D You're so so so awesome!

Cindy Lu November 11, 2013 at 9:56 AM Good writing Drake. In Re: to you recent question. I am in Cali. on business a couple times a year. Poet Tacito November 11, 2013 at 10:27 AM Hey there! Thank you, Cindy! Oh, cool stuff! It would've been cool if you were in Cali too! That'd be like 3 or 4 of us on PS that are in this state. :)

Richard Lamoureux November 11, 2013 at 9:44 AM Good morning Drake. I responded to your comment on my last poem. I hope you are having a great day. Poet Tacito November 11, 2013 at 10:24 AM Sweet! =) I sure am! I hope you are too.

Red Fiery November 11, 2013 at 8:30 AM Very very clever write..the last stanza took my breath away..( RETURN THE FAVOUR. .) DRAKE , I seriously believe that you are an intelligent writer..I enjoyed this...cheers ! Red Fiery November 13, 2013 at 2:59 AM i was a bit lost..it happens with me time to time...:( Poet Tacito November 11, 2013 at 8:33 AM Hey Red!!!!! It's been so long!!! =D Thank you so much for that. Catch your breath, ok? =) You rock! It's great to see you around again! Poet Tacito November 11, 2013 at 8:32 AM Hey sir! =) Wow, "She's"...I completely missed that. Shame on me. Thanks! Fixed now! Nonetheless, "recycled yesterdays", the only kind of recycling that isn't good for our environment. ;-) Thanks so much, C.L.! =D

Laura Breidenthal November 11, 2013 at 8:02 AM I like your very modern, clever and original wording. I say this a lot, but I really admire your style. :) Nice verse. Always, Laura Poet Tacito November 11, 2013 at 8:25 AM Laura!!! Hi. =) And I admire whenever you stop by here...that is greatly appreciated. But, if ANYBODY has clever wording, it's you. Thank you so much. This was a pleasant surprise. =D

Charmaine Chircop November 10, 2013 at 7:23 PM This is a very inspiring poem.Drake.I do find it sad but sad are really the most beautiful poems Drake.Im going to favour this gem.You are so very talented!!Hope she came back to you with lasagnia..m &m s..ovaltine.wearing a dusty blue jasmine in her hair and a smile : ) Poet Tacito November 10, 2013 at 9:34 PM It is certainly sad, yes. Came back to me? I don't wait for anybody, Charmaine. :) Life will happen between two things, how I make it happen and how everything else happens out of my control. But, now that you say that, I could use some lasagna. =D Thank you so much!!!

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