Oil Slick Poem by Susan Lacovara

Oil Slick



You do not know that each day
No matter which
Contains a moment
Belonging to only you
I cannot help it
Try as I do
Like oil that bubbles
To spill
After a deep well drill
Cuts far into the rock
of my stiffened soul
There you are...
Always
Slick and thick
A greasy goo to stains my heart
And it's helplessness
To escape your weighing me down

The price I paid to unearth you
Far too high
It escalated beyond the scope
of what I thought best invested
The fair market price
Of discovery black gold

Tuesday, July 25, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love lost
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
(07/25/17) What once believed as a richness, spilled to cover my beautiful soil.... Love, stained.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Seamus O Brian 10 August 2017

A powerful metaphor that carries to the surface the intensity of a pain that resonates all too familiarly. A creative idea executed with skilled writing. Bravo, good poet. :) S

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Unwritten Soul 09 August 2017

I love your choice of imagery, metaphor... it is so well connected :)

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Jeanette Telusma 06 August 2017

..The price I paid to unearth you Far too high It escalated beyond the scope.. Love and it's ups and downs. And we move forward, thank you so much for sharing..

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Anil Kumar Panda 01 August 2017

A beautiful poem indeed. Sad but very nice to read. Thanks for posting.

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