"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Wednesday, July 8, 2015

Trapped Rhyme


Night writes another verse
across my temples.
I feel the throbbing ink
of so many yesterdays
bleeding down my cheeks.

My heart keeps beating
in its normal rhythm
oblivious to the rhyme
trapped between my teeth.

Susie Clevenger 2015

20 comments :

Vandana Sharma said...

A sadness exudes in this poem but still the night give solace.

brudberg said...

I think that nights can be the worst time to have those thoughts trapped inside.

blueoran said...

The tension of the trap's springs run taut between the stanzas. What did Rilke say, stretch your opposites between the furthest poles because the god wants to know himself in you. You did that here.

Ron. said...

I've been there too, SC; but have not recorded it nearly as well.

Sanaa Rizvi said...

There is a sadness emitting out from this beautiful piece. Wish you love and peace..!

Kerry O'Connor said...

There is a gritty sense of realism in your poems of late, Susie. But you never relinquish the beauty of the words.

Mama Zen said...

This is awesome, Susie!

Sherry Blue Sky said...

"the throbbing ink of so many yesterdays".....wonderful writing, Susie.

Other Mary said...

Brilliant imagery - I can feel it!

rallentanda said...

A beautiful expression of someone who is weighed down with anxiety.

aspiritofsimplicity said...

very nice. I can relate so much...that's when I give up sleep and get out of bed to do something else...usually housekeeping.

Marian said...

Interesting that your first stanza describes intense stress, but still your heart just beats as normal, no racing. This made me stop and think. xo Susie.

Blogoratti said...

I thought that was lovely.

Kim Nelson said...

For years I managed to stuff emotions, hide the fears and worries to the point that my body didn't react. In the face of great challenge and heartbreak, my heart rate stayed steady, breathing unchanged, but at a deeper level, damage occurred. Now, I am learning to recognize, acknowledge and fully be in the moment, without judgement. I feel much healthier, even though at times I may look more rattled.

ayala said...

I love this, Susie.

C.C. said...

Stunning....absolutely pierces the reader with feeling.

grapeling said...

makes me think of how, before anaesthetics, one was given something to clench between one's teeth. there is no balm for what Dawn and your family is going through right now quite like our well wishes, though, is there? ~

Ella said...

This haunts, as it should~ The teeth really took me there!

I hope and pray for your beautiful Dawn, you and your family~

hedgewitch said...

You describe this feeling, this apprehension and stress even in the sleep state, so perfectly Susie. I know these feelings have many interpretations and can come from many sources, but caring for something beyond one's own self, or perhaps that has become the best part of oneself, seems like the central one for me. Hugs to you all.

Sweeper of Dreams said...

there's a softening in here, a giving in, almost... beautifully written, quite haunting.

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