Bent knees in iron prayer,
I am in hell’s merry-go-round
that spins but never stops.
My hands that once held you
cling to prison bars wishing
the moon wasn’t stained with rust.
Sorrow raises its bitter fist
to strike my heart with loneliness.
Days pass, but I have lost the ability to count.
Each moment rides the darkness
of the one before trying to blind me.
My sanity hangs upon your name.
Regret wishes to cinch my neck,
but I reject its noose to walk
the other side of Eden.
I care not what others speak of me.
What I have done and what has been done to me
pour into my spirit to be absorbed and resurrected in peace.
Words have been my vehicle, but I tire
of the articulate sentences of men.
Nature is the mystic I now listen to.
I feel you leaving my spirit, my love.
Clinging to love time has divided
has broken our bond and I must release you.
Once I leave these prison walls society
will have no place for me at its table of rules,
but nature will wash me clean and hide me in her bosom.
My stumbling footprints of pain will succumb
to the wind and there will be no trail to follow.
I will weep under the stars until I am whole again.
©Susie Clevenger 2013
My poem was inspired by Oscar Wilde's De Profundis
You can find Marian Kent's poetic prompt at Real Toads ~ Freedom for Love