UNTITLED
I’ve been released from the sterile touch of potential
Awakened
Seeing Steel ice bars convincingly warmed my perceptions of love in the past
No longer held captive
Melting in the poetic prose of time space and
the opportunity
To welcome an alternative theory of persistence
Waited for you
Waited for dreams to come true blue and maroon
these palpitations my heart drums would strike a cord so voluminous,
its power could beat light and sound across the finish line
I’m finished lying
To myself
without acknowledging your lack of matriculation
I’ve completed the course from which you’ve withdrawn Thinking
I was a head of the class
Never realizing as I passed love notes and wrote papers that
I was in a class all by myself
Looking for a nutty professor to teach me about the sanity of love
The sanctity of love could not evolve from this madness
Turns out you became a fad just
To disappear in a trend fashioned by selfish designer labels
Labeling my intentions an inner tag reading:
Made in your USA (Unavailable Sorry Ass)
And I uncloaked myself in you
I soaked this garment to wash by heart and hand
That which was too delicate for machines
Unable to handle the toss and twist of a full load
I rinsed and rung out tears that stained this cloth unclean
And hung you out to dry
Watching you drip away moments concealed in a factitious future
Causing me to become naked once more
And stand in a mirror with full appreciation for the stretch marks
Marking a stretch/my growth from this experience and for that I will always love you
Your garment called hope initially stood missing from my wardrobe when we met
yet became a uniform that imprisoned me
but faith broke me out from captivity and allowed me to add hope to my wardrobe
it became my fall/winter attire
now faith will retire fall and winter to weather the season of spring
planting the seeds to cover a land
cropping the confidence, clarity, and compassion needed
to materialize the reflection of a queen’s
essence as free flowing as a summer breeze
© 2011 Ronella Ellis
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