Rescue

Tick tock
hear the keening of the clock
monsters
sirens too.
Ogres
fiends
guarding gates
never to allow you  back in.
Cavern deep
blackness encroaching
wanting to hide my heart
see the casket there
no?
That is because you shan’t.
Cloistered
closed
hidden away
stubborn bravo
my game.
My front.
My ability to stand tall
look you in the eyes
never will I show pain.
Wide open
seeing the present
future
how fucked can we be?
Hi ho
ho hi
stand and see.
I will slay the dragon
sword edge slicing through.
You decided I was not worth the save
so I had to rescue me.
January 26/19

Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen

A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments. Welcome to The Wonderful & Wacky World of One Single Mom

22 thoughts on “Rescue”

  1. This picture kept coming to mind when I thought about your poem… good thing it didn’t inspire too much……….

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