Poetry Friday – A Rose

clipart-rose-Flower5 (1)Happy Friday once again! Hope you are all doing well. Happy belated Mother’s Day to all the mommies out there. Hope you had a great one. It’s poetry time again this week. ‘A Rose’ is the poem I am sharing this week. Flowers do remind me of Mother’s Day, so you could say I was inspired to post this one because of that; however, the poem itself doesn’t have much to do with Mom. Well unless you have feelings of suffocation and betrayal in your relationship than hey this is one you might relate to. Ha, ha!

This poem was one I wrote some time ago, but it is freshly edited. Whenever I edit an old poem, I am always amazed how much my writing style changes over the years. I don’t get as much time as I used to write poetry, but still my vocabulary, ideas and inspiration changes greatly. I used to focus so much on writing ‘poetically’ that I didn’t spend enough time making sure my imagery made sense and came across  clearly in my poem. As such some of my ideas were muddled and confusing. I hope that isn’t the case in this one that I am about to share with you. Please enjoy! I’d love to hear your thoughts if you’re willing to share them with me. Happy weekend!

❤ Melissa

 


 

A Rose

If you walked a hundred days
knowing the truth,
could you remain in one with a lie?
Would you be able to surrender
and succumb to save me?
If I clung to the highest cliff
by my last consequence,
would you leave me hanging
giving me one last explanation?

I am the rose frozen in winter
yearning for my growth,
to no longer hide,
I, surrounded by silvery snow,
waiting for the sun to guide me
wash me over
melt away.

I cannot exist
in this harsh environment
in blizzard haze.
My limbs frozen in ice.
I grasp the entrapment,
but do not know yet why,
I have fallen frozen so frequent.

A rose frozen
in the betrayal of her surroundings
never will be freed.


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Poetry Friday – Falls Down

Happy Friday everyone. Hope you are doing well. Last week was an emotional one for me because our family lost a member. I really wanted to blog about it this week, but I’m not quite emotional strong enough to dive into those emotions yet. They are difficult and I need some more time to deal with them internally. It certainly has opened my eyes again to how precious and short life is. Every day is a gift to spend with the people you love in the life. I don’t take that for-granted.  This week I wanted to share a poem with you that is about rebirth and allowing yourself to take that step forward to embracing a new and better life. Sometimes the hardest thing we can ever do is take that first step to wanting something more, something greater. That’s the feeling I wanted to capture in this piece. I hope you enjoy it. I wish you a safe, happy and peaceful weekend filled with much love. Take care. Thank you for stopping by once again.

❤ Melissa


Falls Down

I am so close
almost passed the world’s edge,
stood for hours, days, years,
now a moment too long.
Step once more no resistance,
only air whispering past my ears.
With the closing of my eyes,
all I have now, seconds.

Look up at this sky,
I’m faster now, in perfect silence.
Couldn’t you have held me all-embracing
ignoring the ending day?
Wouldn’t you just sever that ferocity
in words surrounding us?
Shouldn’t you weep just
once for murder?

Did I steady myself to fall
with conviction to you
or be alone?
Was that step so effortless
for desperation causes
or healing purposes?

Bottom of the end,
the womb of my birth,
establish my heart beat
and force my eyes open
with swift, new winds.