Twisted Reversal

Twisted consequences spin chaos in a tornado,

Pulling sideways and upside down,

Feel the weight of the sudden drop,

Unexpectedly falling calmly into place,

Death wears a joker mask; such a morbid sense of joy.

Rushing between the traffic of the cattle,

The human market is open for business; ripe for the selling,

Heading to the mountains to breathe fresh air again,

Reclaiming the sense of self,

As pieces of me float like snowflakes into place.

Author's Notes/Comments:

The sudden realisation that things are actually ok... not as bad. A continuation on my poem "Unmapped Decision"

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18 April 2013 - 9:21pm — nightlight1220

Incredibly healing words.

...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."

"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "

20 April 2013 - 12:04pm — Affirmation (not verified)

Thanks! I'm trying to write a more positive set of poems, it seems so much easier to write from pain and bad things so it's a bit new to me :)

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