Susan Szoke Poet Persona

Riddles On the Wind

in the desolate
          solitary hours
    when fear trickles down my spine

  time is my jailor
    closing me behind its doors
              isolating my heartbeats
        distant from yours

  drips following a storm
      ping a pattern of rubies
                upon my flesh
    heat carved runes
          tell of lovers set aside
      long ago

  riddles on the wind
answers unfound
  my present twists
    into a knotted conflagration
            higher
          hotter than before

voices from the past rise
          and resonate:
             
    ‘your heart-pain
          bleeds from your words

  that love is the umbrella
        under which these wounds fester
              is that much worse

    untangle your heart-threads
      from their prison bars
         
        the landscape of your life
                must evolve

          immerse yourself
                    and know freedom’

            my quest begins now

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Susan Szoke January 13, 2022 at 12:11 PM Thank you for your thoughts and feedback on my poem. I appreciate them.

Anil Deo January 12, 2022 at 11:54 PM Susan, as poetry, this work is powerful, truthful, sadly beautiful. I wrote something today showing why Nature survives our pollution & depredation WITHOUT THINKING. As humans we must control recycled thinking, enjoy the " now," a PRESENT Anil Deo January 14, 2022 at 4:36 AM Susan, sorry: one is titled Animal Analogies. My nature poems show Animals think, but productively . Humans think in addicted cyclical patterns (often recycling / reliving PAIN & BLAME). Watch your breathing, & thinking slows down - to peaceful levels Susan Szoke January 13, 2022 at 12:14 PM I don't see a poem of yours entitled "now" or even "present". I'll review today's poem but I wonder if you had another you wanted me to see?

James Marshall Goff January 7, 2022 at 11:59 AM Floods of undulating emotions ripple thru me upon repeated reading, Susan, to mine faves... Susan Szoke January 7, 2022 at 3:23 PM I am honored! Much thanks for your kind comments.

Joe Maverick January 6, 2022 at 9:14 AM Well expressed Susan, enjoyed indeed.' Susan Szoke January 7, 2022 at 10:18 AM I appreciate your kind comments. So glad you enjoyed!

Beata Agustin December 31, 2021 at 6:46 AM Thanks for sharing this. Welcome to Poetry Soup. Also, I welcome you with the love of God expressed in John 3:16 of the Bible: "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." A blessed New Year 2022 to you and your loved ones. God bless you. Susan Szoke December 31, 2021 at 9:04 PM Thanks much for your greetings. I also love the passage where John tells us that '...the Word was with God...and the Word was God.' Indeed, he is the Word personified. May the Lord bless you greatly in 2022.