in so many crevices,
in drawers and cabinets and waste paper baskets,
buried,
beneath, beneath,
lies wrappered shrapnel,
hidden,
yet, gnawing, gnawing,
from the inside out,
a silvery, crinkled breadcrumb graveyard of words,
unspoken,
a secret swallow for every sinful syllable,
a cloaked choke on every vile vowel,
gnarled nouns stuck somewhere between my stomach and my mouth,
and thereβs just no relief
sneaking behind closed doors and around corners,
furiously famished,
I binge and cringe on chocolate barbs,
on sacks of salty sinew,
slicing and chewing at the operatic clash,
at the rising, rising of the pitiful loathe,
a boiling bile in the pit of my being
a flood,
unuttered,
yet, refusing to be unheard
-image via Pinterest, by artist Lee Price
I cannot stop adoring this one.
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Thank you so much, Devika! π Hope you are well.
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Love this, Angela!
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Thanks so much, Eric! π
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Angela, this is brilliant. It feels good in the mouth, the word play is fantastic. Love it!!!!
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Thank you, Susan. At first glance, I thought you meant the food felt good in the mouth, which, if read more literally, is exactly what the poem conveys – it feels good in the mouth and wretched in the tummy. Eating emotions has all sorts of painful consequences. But then I read the sentence again! What a lovely complement, read either way! I appreciate it. π
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I didn’t even realize I was presenting a possible dual meaning. I love the poem. I love it when you read a poem aloud and the words feel good in your mouth, when they move not just emotionally, but physically. It may sound a bit strange…but,there you go.
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Not strange at all, me too! I especially love spoken word poetry for that reason. I go listen on occasion (and have participated a handful of times). Thank you, again, Susan!
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You are so brave! People keep telling me I need to find an open mic thing here, but I am terrified of the whole public thing.
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If thereβs one near you, I highly recommend it!! Even if you choose not to read, although I recommend that too – youβre awesome, the atmosphere is unbelievable. Itβs such a soul-fulfilling and inspiring thing to hear people read their creations aloud, in person. Itβs like church for poets and those who admire/appreciate it!
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You definitely have me thinking about it, Angela!
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Have a great weekend!
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Thanks, Angela! You too!
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So gorgeously crafted, Angela!
Gorgeous, and heart wrenching.
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Thank you, so much. π
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Yes, wonderful metaphors! Excellent!
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Thank you, Meg!
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Brimming with emotion. A really good poem.
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I appreciate that, Drew, thank you.
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Oh, the emotions we consume that lay, restlessly in our stomachs, refusing to be digested. Love the metaphors and analogy. How cleverly you have penned this.
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Yes, they do, and they refuse to go unheard. Thank you! I appreciate your thoughtfulness and your lovely feedback. π
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Indeed, they do. You are welcome – I really love your poetry π β€
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And you are welcome – I enjoy having you here!
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Am happy to be able to read your work π
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