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Rosemary Wilson

New Zealand [Now in Australia]
Rosemary Wilson
New Zealand [Now in Australia]
Monday, June 5, 2006

I Am Scorn; My Love

Rating: 5.0
As I take this pen; upon this paper
I am scorn; my love
this is not for you but for me
I am not torn but merely bruised
as you cast shadows of silence
through this contempt of non-verbal violence
I sit and reflect upon this moment
(pause)
Would I become less in your eyes?
if I were to confess my truth
your silence does not make you look humble – but scared
are you afraid of truth?
would it cause complications?
through your lack of communication – if I were to speak?
Shall I?
like you
hold myself
and be silent
Shall I hold my tongue?
when it is so obvious to me
you'd rather I place my tongue somewhere else
Feet will be feet
and legs being legs
but lips will never be the same
they are not tainted with the same brush
they can speak truth – or forever holds their silence
and for this you see
I am scorn; my love
Rosemary Wilson
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COMMENTS
Jon Lloyd 28 July 2006
Stark and disquieting, but with a ring of truth. I like muchly!
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