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Denouement

As the sun glow is expelled by darkness, I pour myself a whiskey and ice, sitting in my favourite spot to relax, distant traffic pollution, somehow soothing, smell of freshly cut garden in the air, the thoughts of the day’s reality leave me. Staring through my framed garden, into the distance, blurred visions surrounds me, a shadow of uncontrolled feelings overcome me, flashes of after life seeming a reality, a tunnel vision of anguish appears. Pasts flickering, streaming like an 8mm 1950 movie, cries of pain, laughter start to echo in my minds space, ghostly whispering and screams mashed together, pitter-patter of children and drowned out laughter, smell of cooking emanating from somewhere....... Thoughts of past racing in my mind, a panicked endless fall, body shivering with cold sweats, hot flushes, sounds of shattering crockery, voices of anger, cries of sadness........... Attempts to stop is consumed and relentless, locked in my barbed wire prison, my awoken nightmare of the past, I cannot flush my mind. Rocking to force a sleep, anxiety and paranoia, Mind not resting, becoming drained, tsunami of confusion overwhelms, Tossed around in emotional waves....... Background words I hear, may I pour you another? may I pour you another? Tunnel fades, dark blur disappears, muffled sounds, flicker of memories silent, close call of stuck in my past, no return, saved from my inner grey rainbow, left for another day perhaps. A beautiful image forms in front of me, my body jerks out of numb stillness, a clearer voice I hear, are you okay, she asks? may I pour you another? my voice of saving grace now vivid, a perfect body outline no longer rigid. Thank you for being here, I say, I embrace her tightly, words I say, that physical touch, mean more, than can be explained, one day, you will understand. Love turns my grey rainbow to colour, I love you......................................

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 8/25/2016 1:34:00 PM
Well at least the nightmare vision had a happy ending. Nicely done Mark. A vivid picture of trauma and its lingering scars.
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Date: 8/25/2016 6:11:00 AM
For a brief moment I felt as if I were somewhere else as I read your piece. It truly took me away. Well done Mark. Congratulations on your win.
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Mark Paul Van Der Merwe
Date: 8/25/2016 8:24:00 AM
Thank you Scott - my intentions have been met and I am happy to hear that. Valuable to me, Mark
Date: 8/25/2016 2:27:00 AM
This is a great tribute to love and someone in particular I suppose. You disentangled that very well. 'Love turning a grey rainbow to colour', what a notion. I also like the soothing traffic pollution. I also have that, the sound of highways close by in Johannesburg now and we call it the sound of the ocean in Wales, which is but a distant memory. Well done. Kai
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Mark Paul Van Der Merwe
Date: 8/25/2016 3:42:00 AM
Thanks Kai - yup, she certainly does turn my grey rainbow to colour. thanks for reading Mark
Date: 8/24/2016 10:24:00 PM
Wonderful denouement...Congrats on your win! :) Sunita
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Mark Paul Van Der Merwe
Date: 8/24/2016 11:40:00 PM
Thank you Sunita - I do appreciate your comments. Regards, Mark
Date: 8/24/2016 4:05:00 PM
Terrific piece Mark, congratulations...
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Mark Paul Van Der Merwe
Date: 8/24/2016 11:40:00 PM
Thank you Charlie - This is a poem that reflects certain realities in my life. Mark
Date: 8/24/2016 3:01:00 PM
Congratulations Mark on the placement of the contest.
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Mark Paul Van Der Merwe
Date: 8/24/2016 11:38:00 PM
Thank you Nayda, appreciate you reading it. Mark

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