between the spaces
untrussed, plucked
naked and cold
it remains
stark and raw
stiff and bold
stuck in the void
not to be withdrawn
no viable undoing
life altered by
one frozen confession
that cannot die
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16 comments:
Beautiful poem that I have reread several times, trying to understand it all and finally just absorbing the feeling of it without needing a plot to a story. Thank you for sharing it.
A confession can change all - this one is so powerful. And knowing.
i just this second read the prompt then stopped in.. what an excellent write sue!!!!
I'm with Granny. It took me several reads and I couldn't help wondering why it so many abstractions. Made me think and I always appreciate that. Thanks.
abstractions!!! love it
http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-confess.html
The power of words - sometimes a thing just isn't real until it is put into words. Then it can't be recalled. Made me think too.
Very nice.
i enjoyed this sue but am Not sure if you are referring to something specific
you know me and poems! I keep thinking in- vitro fertilization.. I am sure I am way off.
xo
you are so talented --- there is a mystery about this piece that i need to keep digging for even after several times through - that aside, it has a beauty all its own!!!
A very thought provocative post, I like it. And thank you for stopping by my blog and commenting on the artistic aspects of the post. It was much appreciated.
-Laelah
your words leave me thinking about the permanence of the impact of a confession or lack thereof! nice!
Great poem. Left me thinking that may be exactly why we need to make confessions, as locked away they fester.
I got caught up in the flow of the words, and I love "no viable undoing/life altered by" because you can't change it, but life is changed, so true.
I love your vocabulary...!
Ah..another beautiful one I didn't see- nice job
this one makes me think!
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