The Concubine
Title:
The Concubine
(A lone voice whispers)
Sometimes
I stand silent and still
Just
Staring up at the blazing hot sun
Is there nowhere left
For me
To now quickly run
No retreat or temple of
Salvation
After all is
Said and done
No matter how you preach
Or shout
For I've done all of this
For you
Lived this old life
Swam the many emotional oceans
Walked the dark lonely wastelands
As the passing grey clouds
Turned blue
But
When I stand silently still
Under the blazing sun
And close
My deep green eyes
Even though inside
I see the shining beacon
An innovative revelation
Of a deep inner truth
Even though
The emotional
Undulating oceans
Still whisper your
Still treasured name
This fate I've chosen
To be your concubine
Numbs the fire and heat
And keeps me eternally
Frozen
My time may be near for
The grey mists are parting
And it's all becoming rather clear
I need to leave to start living and to
Really breathe
But I can still feel
You
Just running
Through all of my pulsating veins
And
Those old ways
Still haunt me
Still
Visiting in the quiet darkness
At three
They always remain
But when
The early morning sun rises
And I open my eyes
It burns them into tiny grey embers
Sending them up high
Into the blazing hot sun
As I pause and bathe in its undertow
As I watch the Autumn
Golden leaves fall
And hope break through
All my
Inner carefully
Compartmentalized walls
No matter where this life
Goes
I really know
I'll just be ok
Because I now know
I'll rise
And no longer fall
When those familiar
Memories
Call
Copyright John Duffy
Copyright © John DuffyASY | Year Posted 2024
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment