MONCIANA EDMONDSON Poems

I have outgrown your backyard.
With it's dark corners,
And arid soil.
No more will you stunt my growth,
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Contentment is only an elusion, mass delusion,
A fairytale: that comforts us wretched ones
We who suffer through this human existence.
Daily trying to go the distance.
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There is a song in my head.
It won't allow me to rest.
I still feel the melody playing in my breast.
The melody, the memory of your touch.
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What if I were to lie
Would you stay or say goodbye
What if I were sick, would you still want to come by
What if I were to die
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I search for you among the broken ones
Arms that deliver what eyes promise for once
Handsome faces adorn, empty, filthy souls
Each one playing their cruel roles
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I go back to where it hurts.
Back to the place where I am my worst.
Cursed to dance the same dance with a different partner.
The coldness of his embrace, so familiar.
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I am grateful:
For this day, for those past and those ahead
For my family, who love me despite me.
For Friends both old and new
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There is no Music when you are not near.
Suddenly, I am deaf;
Unable to hear the harmonies of life,
Unable to feel the rhythm, the beating of love's drum.
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I see her with her man walking hand in hand
Their arms entwined, she will be wined and dined,
A kiss on the cheek, her sweet smile.
I stopped, and I stared for a while
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My Hope is not dead
My heart broke and bled
Down but not quite out
They don't care to know what I'm about
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