Untitled Relationship Poem #11

Spider webs

delicate

intricate lace

dusted in grey

covering a quiet lip;

a past

only she knows.

Time stood still

flower droop

petals fall to the floor

trailing

path overgrown

weeds pushing through

with this lost love

only she knew.

Waters;

gilded in reds

gilded in golds

wading through

gown flares

butterfly wings spreading.

Lay back

tears creep

down…..

down…..

down…..

barely a ripple

closing over

no one will ever find her,

the Lady of the Lake.

©Jan. 10/21

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Tit For Tat

Pursed lips

natter

natter

gossip with bitter words.

Smile

pretend

glass eyed stare

looking for one small fault.

Why do you hate?

Why do you try so hard to tear others down?

What unhappiness plagues your soul?

Is there a satisfaction

from being up in all the business

lipping names

trotting out past indiscretions

like they happened yesterday?

Shame it is

at a time when women gather

lifting up

empowering one another,

your choice

the one you choose

is vacuous.

Dirty lies

falling from lipsticked teeth

is it a wonder none believe?

Tearing down

your tactic

circumvented by my desire

my absolute need

to see the rage

when plots

which you thought

had been laid well

do not come to fruition.

©Dec. 14/21

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