Miko (yume_kokoro) wrote in blue_sun_story,
Miko
yume_kokoro
blue_sun_story

I haven't posted any poetry in a while.
Recently came across this one that I wrote a while ago...


Regret


A wrinkled hand once
Delved,
Amongst moth-eaten silks
And watery whites;
Arresting,
One yellow tinged memory
Of a modern Amazon;
The time-tainted effigy
Of a hard eyed and heartless woman;

The old woman’s rheumy gaze
Flicked from picture to broken mirror,
“It was love,”
She whispered in earnest
To the eerily empty room
“More than anything else
I was born wanting it.”

But cruel shadow and truth,
The dwelled in the monstrous flower’s
Diamond glare,
Would not allow the triumph
Of such a liberal lie;
“More than anything else,”
Came the whispered cant
“She was simply born
Wanting


A door creaking open once
Laid out before the fallen queen,
Tear streaked sky
And swollen sapphire sea;
Behind her,
The silenced Polaroid wept and bled
Shiny scissor blades
And salt.
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