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UNREQUITED

A sword it was to strike at the heart

Sharp, swift in mercy, no glint of light

How can a season of rain torrent through

To the silence, without the warning thunder

Yet, there it be; fixed, pinned to heartbreak

That foolish allusion of love; unrequited offerings

To underserved  stalwarts of selfish worth

Pierced, friezed,  a sacred monument of dotish pleasure

No lamb, no sacrifice 

Only pain, angst, and longing nailed

To a parapet of learning.

Regrets are wasted in continuous flow of life's river

© gillena cox 2021

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Poetics: From a place of pain

Challenged to  write your way out of a place of pain

REVISIT
12 October 2020
12 October 2017
12 October 201​5

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OF PAIN LIVING QUESTIONS
Moon of the morning,
Misshapen, how is it
You watch our pain unflinching?
Are you birthing our pain?
Lingering there? Moon of the morning.
Fixed is your stare.
Is it dare? or are you warning
Us to come out seek the light?
For life, is indeed of living;
In joy, or of its retreat,
Still to shine, Moon of the morning.
OF PAIN LIVING QUESTIONS © gillena cox 2018

Revisit
3 May 2017
...to mask the pain...
3 May 2015


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Bits of Inspiration ~ Frida Kahlo
Prompted by Susie Clevenger. Challenged - For today's challenge choose a quote, a photo, one of Frida's art pieces as inspiration or like Frida, choose yourself to paint with words

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