Freedom

Cherry

By Jewel Serpent

Fri, 14 Feb 2014
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5 comments
 

When he tells her to stop

she is a wave of motion

Rips neuron from empty neuron

watches the snake of her spine

slip away into darkness

Her hairs float, electrostatic, 

loveless, alive in the heat like

veins

His nail digs in, a crescent of oppression

on an arm that has forgotten how to live

She loses freedom in soft gasps

quiet as whispers in a vacuum,

so quiet you would miss it 

like you fall in love,

Slowly, and then

all at once

 

 

Certificate 12
Poem

Comments

Submitted by VeraClark on

This is a silencing piece in its beauty.

 

Submitted by Jewel Serpent on

Thank you so much, Vera. It's really gratifying to have something I write be described like that.

Submitted by Bee on

Fascinatingly beautiful.

Bee

Submitted by Jewel Serpent on

Thanks, bee.

Submitted by Denzella on

Once again I'm not sure I have understood the poem but that is more my problem than yours as I'm a pretty poor poet myself.  However, I like your use of language and others had no difficulty understanding.

I think from the two poems I've read so far I need to come back to them to gain a better understanding.

Keep writing

Moya