Finding Solace

i amble through the corridors
of this comfortless life
...the echo of your footsteps
meander behind me
in shallow strides
bestowed by death

i feel the pierce
of your eyes
fall from clouded skies
slashing the core of my soul

the corpus of your being
knocking me back
through every tempest
of storm's breath

the lash of death
pummeling me
with the ocean's waves
stinging me
with its misty cries
erasing my footsteps
as i try to regain myself
and mend my soul

...i curse you again
beneath every sob
of childhood pain
that haunts my mind
with memories of you
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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January 31, 2020 at 6:50 AM
Congrats my friend on your win in this contest. I am so happy to see this amazing piece in the winner's circle.
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January 31, 2020 at 1:06 PM
Thank you so much Chris :) hugs
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January 30, 2020 at 9:02 AM
love love love!!! x:-)
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January 30, 2020 at 7:32 PM
Thank you my sweet friend. Hugs
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September 25, 2019 at 3:35 PM
OOh deep and dark, places I dare not tread, desolate and dank...this is so sad it's scary good what an interest twisting of words and emotions!
Adams Avatar
September 25, 2019 at 4:20 PM
there was a haunting contest theme, i didn't read it, just started writing what it inspired...can't enter it because it's way to long but decided to keep it any way :) thank you John... hugs
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September 25, 2019 at 8:35 AM
- Emotional memory ... a darkness we sometimes couldn't shake off ... a great poem, Sandra :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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September 25, 2019 at 11:03 AM
Thank you my friend....hugs :)
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September 24, 2019 at 7:58 PM
Quite a ferocious dark fantasy, there, my friend. It was so gruesome, I actually chuckled a bit. Cheers, Gershon
Adams Avatar
September 24, 2019 at 9:01 PM
sorry :( hugs....my muse if too numb to write tonight, so no gruesome writes will fall...
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September 24, 2019 at 11:36 AM
such a powerful write - very well written
Adams Avatar
September 24, 2019 at 7:10 PM
Thank you so much Jack :) hugs
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September 24, 2019 at 9:04 AM
WoW! I very poignant piece. I had the image of a grown child walking away from the funeral of an abusive parent. So many mixed emotions, Extremely well done. God Bless, JB
Adams Avatar
September 24, 2019 at 11:33 AM
Thank you Judy, :) hugs and God bless!
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September 24, 2019 at 7:16 AM
A poignant write...a ride through some powerful emotions..so well depicted by your gifted pen..excellent, as always, Sandy.
Adams Avatar
September 24, 2019 at 11:32 AM
Thank you my friend...i do love twisting emotions in my poems :) hugs
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September 24, 2019 at 6:51 AM
The opening line, 'i amble through the corridors of this comfortless life' just grabbed me and wouldn't let go. I walked within the darkness of this poem hoping the poet to find solace in these vast corridors of life. Wonderfully done my friend.
Adams Avatar
September 24, 2019 at 11:31 AM
Thank you my friend...storm clouds rolled in and helped me pen this one :) hugs
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September 24, 2019 at 5:22 AM
Sandy amazing words though sad still hold beauty!;)
Adams Avatar
September 24, 2019 at 11:30 AM
Thank you Brenda :)
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September 24, 2019 at 1:38 AM
I love the emotions in your poetry... There are always those who leave a bitter taste.in our mouths....
Adams Avatar
September 24, 2019 at 5:08 AM
Thank you. I am great at weaving emotion in my poems ... just my style :) hugs
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September 23, 2019 at 11:18 PM
Sandra, Solace' search may be in vain. Not so the arms that reach out with far away hugs. -Richard
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September 24, 2019 at 5:06 AM
Thanks Richard just stitching poetry :) hugs
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September 23, 2019 at 10:47 PM
Powerful piece. Sad that decease does not always mean desist. If only... Be well, Sandra ((hugs))
Adams Avatar
September 24, 2019 at 5:05 AM
Thank you HT all is wonderful just musing some of my powerful poems :) hugs
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September 23, 2019 at 10:19 PM
Ooooh...got to get rid of those bad memories...we could go ice fishing lol...a deep emotive read my friend...hope all is well Sandra...^WW^ :o)
Adams Avatar
September 24, 2019 at 5:04 AM
All is great... just bleeding poetry... storms arose last night and it seemed like a good write at the time :) hugs
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