Existence

between new nightmares
and day dreams
of a better life
lay reality resurfaced
tight with taut brutality
unspeakable thoughts drift
down through time's flash
triggered not there
not then
but now and here
her mind digs through fear

as she sinks 
slight form down
crisp skirt's rustle sound
folds with her
to ground
and she says to herself
 I will lay here
in this hollow
it fits the curve of my spine
holds the shape
of my hips
and the grass padded earth
cups itself a little
around my waist
hugs me
till I sleep

I am still alive
I am dead
to the world

tar roads
pavements
are too hard
concrete
cannot hold me
the same way
they resist my shape
press flatness 
hard
against me
leave me sore
unrested
complaints unheard

where may I sleep
With fragrance
of grass and earth
maybe
in a garden
a cultured space
thoughts arouse
aroma once known
from those past
yet still present
places
so pleasant

maybe then
I will fall into dreams
of painless light
sunshine will soothe
I will feel bright

flame red flowers
in free fall
Will not burn
as they engulf me
float from arms
branches
blue sky stretched
they will caress me
in potpourri perfume

memories mock
her senses
she yearns to block
their burn

when I sleep
I'll not smell
petrol fumes
flared up
I will not hear
the shudder of bodies
breaking down the door
I will forget
the screams
eardrums pierced
my own
I will not feel 
my body burn
in hell hound fire
twisted hatred
from ordinary mothers
fathers sisters sons
bizarre beliefs
turned my skin
from brown silk smooth
to outlandish patches
pink and brown

how will I
become 
familiar
with who I am
now

she falls asleep
dreams 
of sunshine
tree shadow dappled
nature cradles her
in dark and light
she breathes low

drum sounds
bring her back
there
next to eyes
awakening
her fingers
delicate drummers
play the earth
With firm tips
tap tapping
a well known song
her long gone 
mother's lullaby

hush my child
hush now
don't cry
sleep sweet
against my heart
hush now
hear the beats
of my love 
for you
hush now
so angels 
do not sigh

hum drum
hum drum
hum drum

she starts to cry





Posted:15-12-2018
Note: "Sister" poem to "thin skinned"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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DiMino Avatar
January 7, 2019 at 11:34 AM
Magnificent poetry!! This is how poetry should be written. Great writer!!
Marine Avatar
January 7, 2019 at 11:27 PM
Thank you, Joe, for your enthusiastic comment! Much appreciated encouragement from a fellow poet! Warm regards. Aqua M.
La France Avatar
January 1, 2019 at 10:09 PM
Aqua, such a deep poem, with so many emotional lines ~
Marine Avatar
January 2, 2019 at 1:27 AM
Dear Heart, you are a deep feeling person, understanding deep emotions, and not shying away from them - I do appreciate those qualities in you. While grieving has stages that emotionally need to be passed through, and deep contentment and happiness shines through, depth of understanding will always be in you. I needed to say that to you, with appreciation...Warm regards and A Big Hug! Aqua M.
Makama Avatar
December 22, 2018 at 9:56 AM
Feelings, emotions, deep spirited passion and hot expressions all from this wonderful piece.. Merry Christmas and happy new year
Marine Avatar
December 22, 2018 at 5:10 PM
Thank you for your thoughtful comment and well wishes, Funom! Hope you enjoy your holidays with family and friends! I will be following your poetry best I can- I appreciate the depth of your thinking, and your poetic skills. Love your acrostics- might try the form myself. Inspirational work!
Babbit Avatar
December 19, 2018 at 10:18 AM
Hush now, the angels do cry for every child and their mother's lullabye. Emotional and tearful write. Well done.
Marine Avatar
December 22, 2018 at 5:05 PM
I cried when I wrote it , DM. So many go through greater suffering then we could ever imagine. Makes our own problems pale by comparison. Thank you for a touching and thoughtful comment. Hope your holidays are peaceful. (((HUGS)))
One Avatar
December 16, 2018 at 4:24 PM
So many emotions expressed through this... You take the reader on a rollercoaster of emotions...
Marine Avatar
December 16, 2018 at 6:14 PM
That shows we have feelings for those who hurt- I never want to become "immune" to what others experience. It is so painful to know that humans can be so cruel. I have a friend that this happened to. And while this poem is about a woman, I have seen him cry too. Yet he is a non violent person, a deep thinker. I wrote this with him in mind, and also to acknowledge the pain of others like him. I really appreciate your comment and visit. And calmness here on PS. (((HUGS)))
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