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Cry (Free verse) by Sunny

I do it for a happy–cry, I do it when I have to: when the knot under my chest bone feels like it will spew up my throat and dollop – splat – onto the floor, my mouth still open from the appearance of this mysterious belly-knot that’s been rooted behind my breasts. I cry when no conclusions are made - boney shuttering shoulders and lonely back porch to spill onto. My hands are over my eyes, holding them in, face in sin…red blotches and runny eyeliner. The mourning that bellows from my lips, rises uncontrolled in upward sifts, as God culls my rueful song waves upward with weary sailor arms.

Sunny 28-Apr-06/1:10 AM
Wow...umm...anger management perhaps. I am not really going to reflect on your comments, I don't have enough care to; you have no clue about my past, neither do I to you...

I never imagined "God's wife (note on the capitilization) would be such an unhappy person - dissappointing. Hmmm. I will make sure to check out your poetry, that is what I will learn what "real talent" consists of...right?

Good luck to you.




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