Blue Surrounded

Blue

Blue surrounded and engulfed

Within that blue…lightening flashes

A bag contained her; suffocated her

Within that bag, the truth

Hidden and hiding and holding in

Trapped but safe in her denial

Perceptions always questioned

Conceptions trashed like lint

Deceptions ruled her life

Dirt beneath the feet of the creators

of

that

darkest of

BLUES.

Then the pressure

Bag no longer treasured

Escape impossible

BREATH

BREATH

Panic settles upon her reddened brow

Pulling, pushing, silently screaming

BUT

NO

ONE

HEARD

HER

OR

CARED.

 

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Published by: writersdream9

I have been writing all my life but for the most part, it has been a secret. My parents did not believe writing was a good way to earn money so I hid my poems. Then one day, I wanted to comment on an essay that a friend had written and found myself with a blog. That quiet whisper inside said, "You can write your poetry and no one will ever know.". I knew nothing of followers and the like at that time. So, here I am trying to learn my craft and enjoying every moment of it. My personal details are, I'm 57, married for 39 years, have one grown son who is God's gift to us and last but not least at all, I'm a Baha'i which basically means that I love all humanity.

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