kidnapped
taken hostage
snuckered
by images
of misty blue
the girl in my dreams
Wishing her red lip kisses
broke the silence reflected
when I say No
I know I'm being mean
and I make her mean
then she screams
WHEN SHE SCREAMS
she breaks the mirrors
meant to camoflauge
the difficulty of our journey
ordinary
abnormally free
once we go to sleep
ONCE WE GO TO SLEEP
I roam
she roams
we meet back home
where it's warm
and she can scream
when she screams
where you been
I can scream
I will tell you
next segment
once we go to sleep
"kidnapped
ReplyDeletetaken hostage
snuckered
by images
of misty blue"
I love how this poem starts. And the line about the mirror breaking the image of camoflauge speaks so much. I like the metaphors you use here because they add so much meaning to your words. Also loving the thought of screaming where you've been in the next segment of dreams. Great creativity sis.
Javelle...awwwwwww, thank you for seeing it as I do. My dreams do have me screaming silently lately...conflict going on
ReplyDeletemetaphoric powerhouse Joyceeeeeeeee.........had a smooth jazzy feel to it for me........
ReplyDeleteTY Ms Lady....
ReplyDeleteWonderful...Bravo.
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