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© 2007 barb

A song of joy has grown up in my heart
It has persisted these gentle sweet months as love dies silently
I know with sweet clarity I did the right thing
A clear song as gentle as a meadowlark, my mind is free, the pain is gone.

I did what you deserved
And what you knew would come.
The love of your life indeed. I can shriek in high laughter now.

So grateful, I Thank you God
For the gifts you have sent to me
Lifting my soul away.

Laughter bubbles out
Life is rich sweet intriguing again
glorious twists and turns.

Escaping from you.
The image of the park entrance of long ago dances in mind,
hanging there, leaning on a roughened tree trunk, my words now pouring over you thirty years later. How you bore me.

A place I have gone over the years for sweetness
you sought for bitterness ( the boy with the fringed coat ( shame on you)

In the end
I dislike your life
I didn’t share.
I dislike you

Sometimes
A great laughter comes to me.
Too sweet this irony.
Your revenge turned back on you.
Twice I smite you, the first an accident I sought to redress

I had graceful born my due
Until you bored me.

You, common as a frog,
Men in tedium persisting
disdaining their core, those women bound to you
Sister, mother, wife can’t escape.
Unlike me ( the love of your life) twice
Persisting? so why?
Ah because it satisfies you
To Victimize

Oh what a waste you made of that beautiful boy you were.

November 7, 2007. General Poetry. No Comments.