IN ALL MY BROKEN LOVELINESS

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JOURNAL #36

you deserve
a thousand poems' grace
yet I can only write for you
just one at a time
it is a strangled dilemma
I wrestle with
indeed
but a dilemma all the same
and one so uniquely mine
this angst over not knowing
this fever that cowers in the
slowing
there are red lights in my head
that you deliberately run
I'm lost to your memory and
tripping over your image
fighting for some solid heart's footing
baring down on such senseless
darkness
that precedes every lonely dawn
I miss you in aching increments
speak to me of moments remembered
beyond those fractured most recent
the wounds are mysteriously healing
the misunderstandings have grown
retrospective and quiet
the worst has been abated
and I am slowly climbing out of
that pit lined with despair
in the last few weeks heaven and hell
for me collided
my eyes were tortured by
so many visions
as I solemnly sorted through their
scattered debris
the world I learned is my oyster
in a manner of speaking
most certainly
but without you
my so beloved male sea
in no beautiful oceanic bed
can my carefully cared for catch
prosper to mature
the emptiness that could be
howls fiercely at my back
but I battle my eyes to focus on you
rising up in my self
to show the world the beauty
of my purpose
staring head long back
and onward through
the clever robes of my very own
carefully draped bravado
slowly as I nervously rise
I give to your eyes
every angle leading to the nakedness
of my fear and subsequent hope
I am yours
'In All My Broken Loveliness'
so be my fiercest redeemer
and treasure me
just as I am
which means no more jabs
at the weakened walls of my
ever wavering self esteem
hold me closest to your very being
and give to me a proffered seat
to this side of your very soul
for I companion you in all ways
like no other you've met can
I am poet
I am love
I am gentleness personified
I am peace
but best of all I am your
lush,earthy
woman
on whom with you know
you can always turn to
in your most private loving
needs..............
(Feb. 28, 2010 2am)

Author's Notes/Comments: 

written better than a year ago for someone I was trying to protect but now time has pretty much insulated him and so I can post these poems without worry or censure..........

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