The Uninvited

Source


They wind their way

Spiraling through my chest

Twisting inside my gut

A heavy tangled nest


Some catch me off guard

Like stray rain drops

Dumping from trees

Without forethought I wince


Others come over me

At first a mist easily shrugged

But thickening to a fog

That distorts all perception


They are not me

Yet they are here in me

I am no longer joy, no longer light

Weighted beneath what

I can not see


Defeated I will carry them

With providence to the land of dreams

But what happens there

A mystery, I shan’t recall


Perhaps lost in my subconscious

Unraveled by my Id

Drowned in my healing stream

Or flown by angels back to source

Maybe spirit guides lose them in the woods

Or simply paradoxical, disolve on their own


But when I wake tomorrow

I know I’ll be alone



Comments 9 comments

Debbie 5 years ago

oh, how I understand this..


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ahorseback 5 years ago

Very mysterious , and yet I pull something from between the lines. I love it.


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Patricia Costanzo 5 years ago from Behind the Redwood Curtain Author

Hi Debbie. Not sure that I should be glad about that.

Greetings ahorseback. I don't mean to be cryptic; I speak metaphor as a second language.


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Tom Rubenoff 5 years ago from United States

You should give metaphor as a second language classes :)

Nicely built poem with a universal theme. Thank you


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Patricia Costanzo 5 years ago from Behind the Redwood Curtain Author

Thanks for visiting Tom. You could teach those classes also.


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W. B. Isley 5 years ago from Monett, MO

I'd be first in line for those metaphor as a second language classes. This is some deep stuff, and I love every line of it.

I struggle with the feelings of dispair and memories that I thought I'd overcome long ago. This poem speaks volumes to me.

Thanks for publishing it.


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Patricia Costanzo 5 years ago from Behind the Redwood Curtain Author

Hey sorry I missed this WB. If it speaks to you I'm pleased. If it leads you to healing of any kind I am more so. Thank you for reading!


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Twilight Lawns 5 years ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K.

So, so beautifully crafted, Patricia. I'm going to share this with some of my friends. I have a lady friend who writes well herself and she is going to be overwhelmed by your talents.


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Patricia Costanzo 5 years ago from Behind the Redwood Curtain Author

Thank you TL. You are too sweet to me!

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