Monday, February 14, 2011

Assaulted





looking back
I publically maintained 
a pillar-like posture
privately crumbling
like iodized decay
under the weight of
her caustic cascade.
shame falling like
like dust at my feet.


she turned again
relishing the moment
and peppered me
tossing angry words 
like grenades
over her shoulder
dry and burning
upon fresh wounds


shaken, I had but
one wish : no tears




Thank you to Magpie Tales for the image.


16 comments:

120 Socks said...

you caught the pain well here!

Berowne said...

You and I seem to have been on the same track. :-)

Máire T. Robinson said...

Great take on the prompt! I love "and peppered me".

Elaine said...

Berowne, as a believer, I too couldn't tackle the subject without the story of Lots' wife finding its way into the mix. This is my second post for Magpie Tales, and I'm quite enjoying writing outside the "faith-based poetry" box.
Did you catch the word-play in the title A-salt-ed?

Deborah said...

Oooh ... very good!

Tess Kincaid said...

Oh, this strikes such a personal chord with me this week. Beautiful description of discord and pain.

Kodjo Deynoo. said...

Very very good, nice work here

Lyn said...

Particularly, love the last line.."one wish..no tears"..very strong writing..terrific!

Helen said...

I am hearing 'stand by your man' right now and remembering all of those 'no tears' wives!

Lena said...

Good on you, girl. I've cried enough in the past to fill a, well, I'll say 'bucket' for the want of a sizable vessel! I use them sparingly, now!

I loved this piece. Clever and enjoyable. I'll be back!

Andreas said...

good write! the two last lines are terrific.

sukipoet said...

very clever and playful, if a mean circumstance.

Lolamouse said...

I love the wordplay you "sprinkled" in this poem! Despite the subject matter, it was a playful read!

Chrissy said...

"a pillar-like posture privately crumbling like iodized decay" An inspiration to read!

I could feel the dry salty burn as my eyes pinched from all the residual salt left behind because there were just no more tears to wash it all out and cleanse the soul. Wonderfully inspiring descriptions!

Jingle said...

cute and talented tale..
smiles.

Martin H. said...

Cleverly written.

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