One day, which day
she couldn’t say.
Her love for him
fell asleep in the sun,
never to wake back up.
Little dramas played
out too long, unfolded
into nothingness.
Her image of him deluded
by devotion misplaced.
The reality of his form
shallow, shallow
she laid down
Sometimes there’s
no getting around the
gun in your mouth
or the aftermath.
The brokenness in the
throat, the dying of
what’s left of the light.
No longer content to
try and resuscitate
what might have been.
Faith is faith only until
it shatters. His offering,
those of a barnyard cat
never the heart of it,
only the remains.
-Tosha Michelle
‘Sometimes there’s no getting around the gun in your mouth’. Ain’t that the truth!
Not listened to Daytripper in years. I forgot how good it was.
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I know, right?! It’s been stuck in my head for days. Hope you find some fun to get into today. Happy Saturday
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Reblogged this on John Cowgill's Literature Site.
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Thanks. Happy museum day 😎
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😎You are very graciously welcome. You have the greatest day of your life.😎
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I’ll do my best. 🙂
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Cool!
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Exquisite to the end as always ❤
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Thanks my artsy friend. Hope your Saturday is off to a good start ❤️
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This is amazing.
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Thanks so much. I’m pleased you like it.
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I just love it when the first thing I read in the morning is so beautifully written. Thanks Tosha… for brightening my morning. Such emotion… so poetically expressed.
Have a beautiful day, Tosha
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Thanks Michael, I’m honored you enjoyed it. Hope the weekend is treating you well so far xx
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Nice…but sad.
“…No longer content to
try and resuscitate
what might have been.”
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Thanks. It’s just the way it goes sometimes I suppose. Hope you have a wonderful day.
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My poetry book will be released soon… reminded me of this one:
NOTHING
At first you were nothing to me—
And now you are nothing again . . .
But, oh the pain in my heart—
I know what might have been.
Might consider exchanging reviews?
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Would love too. What a beautiful poem. Hope the book does really well.
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💙💔💙
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💕💕💕
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A story lies between these lines! Love the poem and the music.
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Thank you. 💕💕
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You are so welcome, it’s my pleasure 💕
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Wonderful poem my sister
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Thanks so much
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Welcome my sis
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“Her image of him deluded
by devotion misplaced.”
This is the part that got me. Another splendid piece, Lady! 😃
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Thanks C-man. 💕
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💙 So many powerful lines. “Unfolded into nothingness.” Speaks volumes. Wonderful Tosha! 😊
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Thanks Dale xoxo
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Intense, you can feel the pain in this and the references to ending the relationship like a suicide. Makes it scary and shows the hurt and how she has stopped feeling. Doesn’t care, wants the relationships to end for his gifts, especially at the end, never offer life, but are like those of “the barn yard cat” dead scraps.
Totally feeling this one, intense for sure. Awesome job!
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Thanks so much. You really captured the essence of what I was trying to convey. xx
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I’m glad. I loved It 🙂
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Oh the unfolding into nothingness: how can passion dissolve until the concentration is negligible. It’s a punch to the gut this one, but a swift one so I’ll get over it. The tree image is fabulous btw, I’m a naked branch against the sky enthusiast 😊
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Me too. Obsessed with trees in general. Thanks for reading and commenting. I promise the next poem will be gentler 💕
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💕 My sensitive soul shall be soothed by your reassurances.
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💕.
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“Faith is faith until is shatters” Just wow.
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Thanks. 💕
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You could feel the poem come to life👍🏼
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Thank you
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