Solider in the Dark

Misunderstood.
They think I’m just sad.
They don’t understand
what happened with my dad.

A betrayal of trust;
A darkening of youth
Perspective forever changed
at the entombment of truth.

In the end, I escaped
And, oh, you did too!
If the truth was spoken aloud
now
What would you do?

Would you cower in the dark;
afraid to go outside?
Would you learn what it’s like
to always want to hide?

Don’t you ever forget me,
I’m the one that you harmed.
I’m a solider in the dark.
but don’t forget, I’m armed.

**Photo Credit “Soliders in the Dark~ Peace On Earth What Is It Worth 2012 Part Three ~.” 2012. Web. 20 Dec. 2015.

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Full Tilt

Youth is swift wind!
    A passing breeze.
A toddler running full tilt
    in a wide open park!
The leaping doe heart in the chest
    of first love;
The keen ears of a child, listening
    for Father Christmas.
Age is like a marathon runner.
      Moments, a string of fine pearls.
Family gathered around
      a cold hearth
Loss becomes a constant
      A dreaded friend.

Job

Offer all, it will be taken

Save and lose it all

Be upright and you will eat dust

Protect and be bludgeoned

 

Faithfulness, labor, trust have no place here

Job understands my sorrow

Accept misfortune

Give grace

Live, if only to die

Speak and know you will not be heard

 

Let go and fall into the arms of faith

There is nothing left but surrender

Gulf

You lay a pox upon my heart.
I knew you do it from the start.
Still I walked by your side;
all my doubts, fears, I did hide
to convinced myself that I was wrong;
our friendship was deep, forever strong.

Still you wound me deeper than a lover.
Now, how shall I work to recover
Who I was before we met?
Had I known then what I’d forget
I would have walked immediately away,
knowing my love wouldn’t make you say
“I’m sorry that I was such a bitch,
my drinking was a senseless itch!”

Instead you went and ran away
and still I sit here, I stay
like a pet abandoned by its master,
the gulf between us so much vaster
my strength and pride will return someday
and fate, to you, unkindness will repay.

Then you’ll turn and think of me
and wonder where I might be.
I’ll be here, my friendship is true
Tell me, then what will you do?

Stay Afloat

I am a survivor!
The past cannot
pull me under to drown
me in a current of pain and memories.
I stay
afloat,
buoyant and unsinkable.

 

*This poem was for the second phase of a contest where the prompt was to use a previous entry, found here:

https://nirrvanablog.wordpress.com/2015/11/23/survivor-contest-entry-prompt-you-have-6-words-to-tell-your-story/)

to create a new poem.  The directions were to use all 6 words plus the 1 word title (bold them) and create a new short poem.   To add in some fun, if you also read the italicized words (last word of each line) it creates a 3rd poem.