Free Verse, Poetry by Sarah, Scribblings by Sarah

Reformation

We are caught up
in your uncanny tendencies.
Yet our vertebra demand
greater toughness from within.

We are stranded in this warren
with the muzzle of your barrel,
in our oscitant mouths.
Endeavouring for syncretism is fruitless.

We cry for reform – before we collapse.

By Sarah ©2017

Prompt: Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, Wordle #180. Words: collapse, reform, oscitant (adj. yawning, as with drowsiness; gaping. drowsy or inattentive, dull, lazy, negligent, malaise), strand, syncretism (n. the attempted reconciliation or union of different or opposing principles, practices, or parties, as in philosophy or religion), warren, barrel, catch, tough, tendency, uncanny, vertebra

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Scribblings by Sarah, Stories by Sarah

Walking On Your Hands

Trigger warning: violence against women, moderate language

 

I should have known things would not end well, after he stormed out of my disastrous 21st birthday, hurling abuse at my parents and running into the night.

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Poetry by Sarah, Shadorma

Whispers in the Willow Trees


Image courtesy of Pixabay

its bough bends

with outstretched fingers 

to trail through 

the water 

and whisper to fish below 

‘carry me with you’


By Sarah ©2017

Prompt: MLMM Writing Prompt #209, “It’s All In The Title”