Untitled Word of the Day Poem #22

‘Hey diddle diddle
the cat and the fiddle
the cow jumped over the moon……..’
We are asked to believe
to admit
that there is more
that life is not as we know it
but built upon fairy tales
strata
layers
ring upon ring
marking each day
each decade
each century.
Kings have swung.
Queens have lost their heads.
Bowing before common ground
see the Devil
swear to be his bride
if only
he turns
looks the other way
let me flail
drown
second guess
before scooping me free.
Sorry am I
rhymes spill off my tongue
no one wants
this girl
woman
easier to call bitch
build a wall
a jail
keep away
a game we play.
Guess why I do
what I do.
Do you see?
Without me
he would devour the earth.
I submit to sin
to anger
rage
black soul
devoured
bright light
scoring my mind
crawl forward
blind
I believe
I know
I guess
I am the world’s Queen
able to eradicate fear
pain
bloated
sucking in the darkness
bow before
sickened
gorged on death
I fall……
Good bye
so long
fade away
do I
thank you for the memories.
Feb. 24/19

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

63 thoughts on “Untitled Word of the Day Poem #22”

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