The Broken Fountain Pen Disaster
Underfoot the dropped was-so-lost pen breaks snapping its midnight ink artery to spurt explosively out like some imprisoned force nearly dead but risen sucking in saving air
while dispersing into freedom in a fly across the floor the long streaks of such random black pitch arcs streaking fall staining the canvas on which our living room is drawn between a sofa and yellow armchair there will be an awful task to clean this
now like aJackson Pollock’s winking quickly cast so rapidly set.
After the stroke we gape as the room itself clutches a stiller life mood blank in an erased atmosphere forgetting any will to find a contour of drawn new breath or speech only yet
whispers of loss in a similar kind of dreaded time when the
corpse lies in its open casket
under mounds of white roses while hinting of prayers by Rilke
until finally someone declares the tragedy past turning to suggest the use of gold leaf rather than ink on the outlines of the next drawing of the hour as it may proceed.
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(C) sally Young Eslinger 11/2020
Thanks be to God
Categories:
diaster, art, christian, imagery, rainforest,
Form: Prose
wisted and warped
Hanging on a dream
Listen to me scream
As I climb the walls of insanity
My mind drifts away
Inside the chaos and confusion
It rains fire and ice
Tragedy and agony
Laced with
Fear and misery
Live inside my soul
Drowning in a flood
I swim in a sea of diaster
As darkness surrounds me
I begin to dink into
Forever!
Never to return!
Categories:
diaster, anxiety, confusion, dark, fear,
Form: Epic
I love you
But I hate you
One look from those eyes
I adore you
Still waitin for you..to
Step up
Own up
Confess up
All those things you fight off
Like that real pain
It falls like acid rain
That damn good pain
Put it on me again
Drop me to my knees boy
You know you like it
Stop actin so damn coy
Golden stares matched
Two souls locked and lactched
Diamond cut skin
The devils made his way in
Earth shaking looks
Touches, split seconds leaving us shook
All the odds are stacked
Got that real thang
Rare thang
Natural diaster causin kinda thing
Walkin away
Always in a circle
All exits lead back to me
That is certain
Categories:
diaster, deep, desire, i miss
Form: Free verse
They say à million miles between
two lovers changés naught ..
But being even a mile away from
you breaks My heart right in two
Its Not the distance by land or sea
It the warmth i wish that holding
you brings to me
Night and day We might converse
Long hours of waiting and wanting
and worse
Once This gap We bridge you see
Strong We shall remain
Strong We shall be
No storm or hail
Would dare bring wreckage
No diaster or pain
Break This frame
For à love So strong though torn
apart will never cease
Will never depart
I love u supaman
Like i said
Its just in the air
All for v day
By
Amanda miller
Categories:
diaster, lifeday, love,
Form: Rhyme
When I asked you did you love me,you said you didn't know.
I asked you again and you said it was all for show.
When I said that I loved you,you didn't really care
I guess that the love we had wasn't really there.
When you said that you'll always be there for me,it wasn't really true.
I guess I felt stupid enough to even fall for you.
when I told you that I hated you, you said you hated me too.
But when you broke my heart all I did was think of you.
Then you call two or three times a day expecting me to answer.
Then I finally do and you tell me you have cancer.
Your telling me that you love me and always will.
But I tell you if I love you back are you going to be foreal.
Then I had a dream that you silently passed away, and then I wake up with a voicemail the
following next day.
Now I'm at your funeral filled with tears.
I felt like I've known you for many years.
I wish I just had that one more day to tell you everything all that I should say.
Now I'm moving on and your still in my heart.
Now is a new day and I'm starting on a fresh start.
Categories:
diaster, lost love, sad, day,
Form: Dramatic Verse
A diaster that fell through the cracks
A mystery of lies
He wishes he was one of her facts
But when you take a beauty that doesn't look
A change in the wind will be the fall
There's a dialtone
She's too dead to take his call
When he looks foward the future is sepia toned
She gave his life the color she now lacks in her cheeks
Yet denial phoned
That was the call that was taken
A heart that refuses to believe its breaking
All those smiles she was faking
Fragments of his soul sits gray in the ashtray
The ice in his eyes liquify
She vowed her soul to a hellbent guy before his eyes
He jumped up to say "she might as well die"
But he would never want to make her cry
Golden rings lock in
She signs her soul over
So that she could spare her lover's life
Because that's what Lucifer told her
If he knew he'd rather be six feet under
Than to have been saved at the cost of Lucifer being by her side
Categories:
diaster, sad, life,
Form: I do not know?
Apprehensive and panic-stricken
I practice assuming the crash position .
While a “ fasten seatbelt” sign flashes
like a beacon, foretelling our demise,
cool beads of sweat form on my forehead.
A paralyzing anxiety washes over me.
My knuckles are chalk white as
my hands grip the armrests.
I try to swallow but my throat is dry as dust.
I frantically push the bell to summon an attendant.
I need water…..anything!
She appears looking concerned
and I’m impressed how calm she remains
in such a dire situation.
My knees tremble as I once again
examine my seat, ready,
should I need it as a flotation device.
Feeling uncontrollably trapped,
my chest tightens, my lungs scream for oxygen.
Suddenly the plane lurches, the engines roar,
then silence.
Oblivious to those around me,
terror has me tight in her grasp.
A pounding headache
tortures my disconnected thoughts.
A sudden wave of imminent diaster engulfs me.
Assuming the worst,
I close my eyes and pray for a miracle.
In response, comes the ominous announcement,
"Ladies and gentlemen,
we will be taxiing to the runway momentarily,
we apologize for the delay.’’
Categories:
diaster, angst, fear,
Form: Free verse
crashing anger
crushing worries
growing
gaining more life
increasing in weight
and pressure
making it harder for me to breathe
anger
rolling through my blood
the heat erupting through every pore
every cell in my body wanting to scream
my eyes tear
my head explodes with hatred
my heart working double time
just to keep myself together
why do you do this to me?
this anger is killing me
cant keep myself together
breaking
diaster beyond imagination
new creations
causing new threats
to my sanity
breaking
i blast music
and write
letting the words of others
and myself
be the medicine
but still ill be
breaking
Categories:
diaster, mother
Form: Free verse
When it was me and you together I
thought it would last forever.
But when diaster came our way, the
temptation did not sway.
You tried your best to be faithful but
to me you just couldn't be
No, I don't blame you ever for only I
couldbe so desperate.
For i was the one who fell in love
with the one who couldn't resist
Mrs. Diaster.
But I'll get through this without you
for I am strong and I will go on.
So, yes I cried when you left but it
was for the best.
So, goodbye to you and temptation
because I passed without
hestitation.
Categories:
diaster, loss, lost love, love,
Form: I do not know?