Notes About The Poem
Written for the contest " gift of recovery" sponsored by Kai M N
Gift of Recovery
Here, within my dark abyss of stark silence,
I hear the jangling tunes of rusted chains
echo futile summer dreams
like wildflower chimes in the wind,
comforting my inner moon~
still bleeding self-inflicted sorrow,
in need of a balmy muse
as my heart painfully exhales poetry,
breathing in the peace of petrichor,
grieving through my pen on paper
amidst procrastinated punctuations,
confusing the columns of calm
between the quiet quotations of healing.
But somewhere between the
unpredictable lines of emotional storms,
you’ll find our forgotten feelings,
sedated by fireflies fluttering
through the musical mists of sleepless nights,
quenched like once upon a sacred quill,
floating amongst salt and light,
like a crescent’s rose blooming into the blues,
learning to erase the unspoken shadows
lining the boulevard of my weathered soul,
for this is the song of the pearl
resting in a sand-soaked bed
of broken shells,
turning oceanic pages
with metaphors that ebb and flow,
like a collage of dancing diamonds,
cleansed with colors of sunsets
softer than the chorus of h o p e
wrapped like souvenirs
laced in saffron and sage.
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