Risen Anew

Under autumn’s foliage
crimson reds
charcoal oranges
browns crushed to gold.
Crisp air
frost covered grass
shattered glass
crinkles beneath my feet.
Breath comes out
vapour in the air
simple chill
the type that stings
when one first stirs.
Apple pink cheeks
scented lips on mine
taste the last golden rays of summer
peaks of time
send me up
send me down
now though I know the difference.
Grim tidings
autumn use to bring
sullen days
grey clouds
simmering overhead.
I felt broken down
battered
lifting my head
a chore that seemed insurmountable.
Time clicked by
snail’s pace
crushed beneath a burden of blackness
crawl I did
through day and night
knees blooded
hands scraped
I no longer cared.
Here I lay
so my epithet began
soul shattered
life lost
wait no
I do not want to go.
Surge of fire.
Rage.
No more shall I be this puppet
danced upon the strings of the past
time has come
let go.
Rising
strength from head to toe
phoenixed ash
glory a robe I wear
for I am woman
for I am finally myself
listen to my voice roar.
©Sept. 22/19
Picture via Pinterest

Phoenix

Prancing
dancing
light on my toes
shadows my friends
as I blend
bleed 
face on front
wanting to play.
Games
bitter
harsh
testing strength
heart
mind 
soul
who will win?
You
or 
I?
Words
batter
shatter
control…..
moods
thoughts
desires…..
Your entire world
which I will shatter
destroy 
cause to combust
with impish delight.
Make you pay
yes I will
for obliterating my world.
Tit for tat 
and all that
tis only fair
no?
Ravaging 
bodies etched with scars
come together
in battle we will
but only one will return…..
free.
March 27/19
Image by Jonny Lindner from Pixabay