safe

May 8, 2018 at 12:49 pm 1 comment

safe

isolate in a small place,
the woman
watches the world pass (framed
by the water-spotted window,
the smoke-stained curtains):
desiring, yet fearing

the fancied touch, the dream-held
lover…

so many advances refused! (though,
to be honest, often
she desired to answer,
yet could not…)
strange visions, unsayable thoughts
tongue numbed, lip
glued to lip…

 

o, and if only
for a way away, a path beyond…

still, lonely and afraid
she surveys
the alien, hostile world, safe
behind her window.

Entry filed under: Ancient Poetry, social psychology. Tags: , .

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  • 1. samwise davies  |  May 12, 2018 at 10:45 am

    *Ken wordpress left me no way to acknowledge you directly.

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