courage – She Be Fierce

She Be a Poet ~ The Day She Left

Faces change yet remain familiar,

eyes wide with paranoia,

obvious disdain,

cracked glass and minds

clear signs of pain.

Distance and fear grow,

resentment peaks,

pacts and pledges of togetherness,

where are those opinionated tongues,

careful and positively meek.

Navigate changing pathways,

cat’s eyes set boundaries tight turns,

mind and mileage drive adventures,

on land that perpetually burns.

‘Energy is Everything’, a mantra, the ace up my sleeve,

intuitive, empathic, complicated soul,

heart set vision; of the day she leaves.

Waking from sleep is a strange feeling now, anxiety hits me hard

Duvet is my protector, cushioned, I am wrapped in layers reluctant to move.

Who is this person I have become, the person who lives to hide?

She is new to me, unfamiliar tactics, shy as a blushing bride.

Greek, but where is my kefi?

Soulful, but where is my rhythm?

Woman, when will you return?

Soon.

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