a place

Fast the falling vestibule encases

holy real tributes to the gods

foreclosing on shoddily built odds

spoken with a warrior's tongue.

Adore the young.

Praise what they say, the day will come.

Surpassed by the mighty clock

wreaks havoc upon the watchers of time.

Unshaken and shook by the passage of time.

Mine is unyielding.

Unfeeling the hands count the days,

placid, seeming to withdraw.

Hurting like the minds of the stags upon the mindful of the deeds

of the unwanted.

Just a test, lonesome testing of the tested.

Weakened state integrates unto the few

who knew a perfect poised point of view.

Waged war develops its crew.

Waged war adapts for few.

Shards, ever poignant, splintered

react in places not trespassed.

The words the only things that last.

Trespass here, sweet villain, dared.

Make amendments with your past before your passed amendments make you.


pieces of the agonizing pie break bread

with the wonder of why.

Make torment preach to its preachers.

Make the last of our kind beseech her,

our God, the mother in us all.

Forgive the unforgiving.

Lose humane fierce piece of love.

A poet, a shelter above.

The rest awaits the dread.

Drink the sweet labour of love. Drink the prize.

Plaster the commonwealth, love the poor.

Ache for the soul of mankind.

Wretched mankind.

Lowly breaking apart of the man,

the woman, the art.

Makes a stage of the heart.

Winsome thoroughfare takes hold.

Speak, that which is speaking of the making of me.

Magnificent shielding of me.

Rake the drawings of the waste.

Beautiful wicked emperor and love the chaste.

Tiresome and lost

the state acquires life.

Just hold a perfect pose.

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fi fi 6 years ago from Niagara, Canada Author

This piece is dedicated to myself...a surviving writer of an uncommon life, marred only in ways I continue to allow (for my own therapy) by a weaker minded ex-spouse.

I URGE ANYONE DEALING WITH MENTAL OR PHYSICAL ABUSE IN THEIR HOME TO SEEK HELP IMMEDIATELY. Help can come in many forms...mentioning something trivial to a teacher, a doctor, a corner store cashier...one small comment is all it takes to make the change...Anyone CAN make a PLAN and follow it through. Thanks for reading.

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tlmntim9 6 years ago

Hang in there. Life and loves are like fruit on low branches, abundant and easy to pick.

Tim W



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Doug Turner Jr. 6 years ago

Well your suffering sure makes for some great poetry. That always seems to be the case: great writing comes from hardship (i.e. Poe, Plath). Hopefully your sharp pen acts as a therapist for you. Looking forward to reading more. Cheers.

Druid Dude 6 years ago

fifi, your crysalis is rent, and you, as a butterfly, fly free! This is a marvelous piece! I bow to your grace. Peace

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Enlydia Listener 6 years ago from trailer in the country

I rarely comment on poems...but this one was a gem...beautiful...I love your use of words.

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loua 6 years ago from Elsewhere, visiting Earth ~ the segregated community planet

Hell of a commentary fi fi, very descriptive and thought provoking... Thank you for sharing this intuitive response to the stress that is felt and endured by many without expression...

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fi fi 6 years ago from Niagara, Canada Author

tlmntim9 - Thanks for the great comment.

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fi fi 6 years ago from Niagara, Canada Author

Doug Turner Jr - Cheers!

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fi fi 6 years ago from Niagara, Canada Author

Druid Dude - Peace to you as well :)

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fi fi 6 years ago from Niagara, Canada Author

Enlydia Listener - Thank you for stopping by and for the kind comment.

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fi fi 6 years ago from Niagara, Canada Author

loua - Thank you for the insightful words :)

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