We Already Broke Through That Ice
I’m all out of pretty words
to paint my dreams with.
I’m down to a caked palette.
Mud & mood ring swirls.
So, here’s some
personal popcorn kernels.
I toss them to you cautiously
across the room filled to the brim
with frigid, empty chairs.
It’s in the parish basement
where they hold bingo tournaments
or celebrate & juggle sobriety
depending on the night.
Your opened fish-mouth,
giggling misses, swerving
neck following a tempo
only I can hear
because it’s in my own jugular.
Your head nod offerings. I know
I have your full attention because
of your stunned silence.
We’re dodging true feelings
like our elders shrunk
beneath the scope of blame.
The art of denial is genetic.
The calling of something
by any other name
other than the one it’s been given.
Church gossip will call this
courting, but we know better
than that. It’s
your turn to talk, & I’m full
& tight-lipped, ears ablaze.
You would never feed a fire.
You believe it’s better
to watch a slow burn.
I grew to appreciate this,
& even fell in love with it,
with all the ashes stuffed
down my throat.
‘From the forehead
to the mouth of abrasions’.
I’m cold enough now.
I’m watching
my ingrained illusions
freeze for better examination.
You say enough to make me
realize that I’ve been
lying to myself.
This is
a dream.
You’ll still be gone when
I wake up & the old
worship grounds will be rubble.
There’s bones beneath it,
but no one’s doing any more
digging.
Later on when you call me,
I’ll tell you I had a feeling
that you would. We’ll avoid
our unearthed scars for
three hours & hang up
without saying goodbye.
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I don’t even have the words for how incredible this poem is, right down to the very end, Jennifer.
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Wow, thank you. I worked hard on it, so I’m very honored you like it so much. Your support is always appreciated, Tre. 💗
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You are more than welcome! *big hugs*
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A fine poem indeed
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Thank you!
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Enjoyed this Jennifer – its got some meat on it! ❤
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Thanks so much!
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Reading this I kept pulling stanzas that I wanted to call out here, and they just kept coming! Another perfect story.
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Thank you, Sun!
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What a powerful poem! What intense feelings! This poem has great language, sharp sound and deep meaning! And the underlying narratives are so strong! Absolutely loved reading it!
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Thank you, Dominic 🙂
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Most welcome Jennifer!
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Beautiful lines so emotional! Enjoyed reading it. Thank you 🎉💕😊
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Thank you, Priti
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Haunting and vivid imagery! Brilliant work ❤
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Thank you very much. I really enjoyed writing this one.
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“The art of denial is genetic.” Yes, indeed. Intense and moving poem. You set the stage perfectly and left me wanting to know more of the story. Beautifully written with a little mystery! 🙂
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Thanks so much for reading!
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Wow Jennifer this was amazing!
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Thank you 🙂
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powerful and affecting…take care of yourself 👍👍
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Thank you
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