Sandra Adams Poet Free verse

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the arc of this air rising like smoke
amidst the nival flora of hills
trails against gun-powder skies
with barrels drawn my mind pivots
in the anguish of yesteryear's pain

i cower like this sun beneath clouds
unwilling to lift the veil of eyes
and see the crimson splatter awaken
in the momentary flashes elapsing
through triggered little thoughts
that hold you in the corners of my mind
somewhat confined by my pacific soul
but still able to break free of these chains

sometimes i see you there
pointing more than fingers
and i choke on the weight of hands
pressing against my throat
as i try to swallow down these tears

sometimes i hear your uttered rage
in the shots of darkness that echo
along the halls of lonely walls
where bullets once shattered my heart

i still see the fear in my eyes as reflections stare back
in momentary lapses of this wretched love
that left me live yet die in its hands

January 13, 2020
(aching)

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Subimal Sinha-Roy January 24, 2020 at 12:32 AM Congratulations, Sandra on your win. The other side of love. Sandra Adams January 25, 2020 at 4:44 PM Thank you so much... the side of love no one cares to ever see... sadly it exists though... hugs

Richard Lamoureux January 23, 2020 at 10:05 AM Way to go, a big hug and congrats! Sandra Adams January 23, 2020 at 10:19 AM Thank you so much Rick... hugs

Beautiful Scars January 23, 2020 at 7:12 AM no other writer like you sweet Sandy :) Yet, another winner for me. Beautifully sad and full of ache for sure..thank you for your participation and congratulations on your placement. x:-)-luloo Sandra Adams January 23, 2020 at 10:18 AM i know of one writer who writes similar my beautiful friend, because she too knows pain in depths like me... thank you so much for hosting the contest and for the win... hugs :)

Gregory Richard Barden January 23, 2020 at 12:46 AM Oh, this is beautiful - love it! Sincere congratulations for your awesome win in Lu Loo's challenging contest, Sandra - best wishes for 2020 and keep up the great work, my friend! Blessings to you and yours! :o) <3 Sandra Adams January 23, 2020 at 5:05 AM Thank you so much for your visit and kind words Greg :) hugs and blessings

Brenda Chiri January 22, 2020 at 7:35 PM Congrats on your top win sandy!;) Sandra Adams January 23, 2020 at 5:05 AM Thank you so much Brenda :)

Chris Green January 22, 2020 at 1:39 PM Congratulations on your win in Luloo's contest. I am very excited to see this beautiful poem sitting at the top. Sandra Adams January 22, 2020 at 6:51 PM Thank you so much Chris... not sure how much beauty is within the darkness but your kind words shine bright :) hugs

Sam Kauffman January 15, 2020 at 5:49 PM Really outstanding imagery and metaphor Sandy! Congratulations on your win! Sandra Adams January 15, 2020 at 7:12 PM Thank you so much Sam :) hugs

Vijay Pandit January 14, 2020 at 7:05 AM The ending line spells the essence of this poem--I felt the emotions throughout as you described love and rage--great intensity in exquisite imagery--a sure win, Sandy. Sandra Adams January 14, 2020 at 8:15 PM Thank you so very much Vijay...not so sure about a win but my emotions did come through in this one...hugs

Running Wolves January 13, 2020 at 5:27 PM this is a captivating sadness. it is beautiful in its simplicity and aching Sandra Adams January 13, 2020 at 6:35 PM Thank you so much Robert... hugs

Demetrios Trifiatis January 13, 2020 at 1:32 PM A remarkable writing you have done dearest , Sandra! Much liked. Hugs Sandra Adams January 13, 2020 at 6:35 PM Thank you so much Demetrios...i am honored :) hugs

Alexis Y. January 13, 2020 at 12:05 PM Sandra, You have penned such a sad and dark write. My heart goes out to you my friend.Sending warm wishes your way- Alexis Sandra Adams January 13, 2020 at 6:34 PM Thank you so much Alexis...it's buried past that comes forth for the muse... hugs and blessings :)

Chris Green January 13, 2020 at 11:48 AM Such a deep and dark poem that begs my heart to wrap itself around you and whisper everything will be alright. Your words today are deeply felt my friend and the ache is real. Though I do prefer your love inspired poems the most, everything you write is amazing in my opinion. Sandra Adams January 13, 2020 at 6:33 PM Thank you so much Chris... your comments always are so detailed and bring smiles with them...hugs :)