Within four walls I felt restraint
That pushed my minds own metaphor
And as my lips began to dry
Her scent entwined across the floor.
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– I dropped my stare as shadows danced
And felt those ills that burnt in me
As bile raised to rear itself
My heart felt pain so bitterly.
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– But all around were tiny views
That brought back doubts in magnitude
And then I saw the chimney breast
That signalled peace but hid regret.
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– And seas took hold in swirling rage
As gifts of love from other’s age
And eyes that winked as acid tore
Whilst ravaged hearts could take no more.
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– So when she spoke I heard a voice
That mocked my dreams forbidding choice
And as she threw those words at me
The slate felt cold on withered feet.
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– I felt her pain which frightened me
But slowly stood & turned away
I laughed at blame imprudently
Than face the truth we live each day……..
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Thanks to Pete Marshall for allowing me to share his poems. please go to his site for more excellent writings petemarshall1.wordpress.com
Thanks for the Photo: mysza831
penned in moon dust 