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Just The Bombs of Yesterday

Updated on May 28, 2013

All I did was kneel and pray

All that's left is to kneel and sway

To find the beauty in surrender

Where the promise in your eyes went

I cannot follow

Where and when adoration was replaced

by abhoration

I cannot place

The comforts found in the palm of your hand

are now the fires

drying the water of my soul

All I do is kneel and pray

All I say is let there be angels

by my side

and playing in your hair

by our side

All I hear

Is the deafening silence of my sins

begging me to hear them plead

To let them in

to let them be

The arrogance of another time

the comforts of illusion

The spiritual war that contaminates

drawing all them in

I battle as I sleep

No fairy-tales

No delusions

Just the bombs of yesterday

I pick at the wounds

I pry them dry

they don't bleed

All alive

the dark matter of you and me.


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    • epigramman profile image

      epigramman 4 years ago

      Summer Ann. What a beautiful name and what beautiful writing I have found here to cherish - definitely you could give Leonard Cohen inspiration with these lovely sacred words - I am so impressed by your innate gift which cannot be taught at a writing school - one either has it or they don't - and you definitely have it my friend.

      Another share on my Facebook page with a direct link back here.

      Just finished my coffee and muffins and listening to some nice classical music to start the day at lake erie time canada 10:55am

      Colin and his cats Tiffy and Gabriel

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      Suzette Walker 4 years ago from Taos, NM

      Wow - love lost is right. Your poetry is searing. And the images you find to accompany your poetry are as searing as the worlds. Well done!

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      Gypsy Rose Lee 4 years ago from Riga, Latvia

      Love lost can be the hardest to experience add in other problems and you can have a most volatile situation.

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      Jose Velasquez 4 years ago from Lodi, New Jersey

      This makes me think back to a violent relationship I once had. She abused me with words and I abused her with hands, but the guilt belongs to me because I should have been stronger. I should have ended it before I landed the first blow and became a monster. The guilt still eats at me for my sins against her. I use it as the reminder to never raise my hands in anger again.

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      frankieonfire 4 years ago from Eureka, CA

      Thanks for gracing my page with your presence RQ! Yes you are right - life does get better - I can already see the rainbows - but in this case - I am hoping 3rd times the charm... at least with several more months of healing :)

      Cheers to you - stop by anytime.


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      Romeos Quill 4 years ago from Lincolnshire, England

      :0( Love's lost love well articulated,but life gets better, and often love, the second time around, is SO much better-hard to believe sometimes, but I found it to be true.

      Have a lovely evening;