#OctPoWriMo Day 24: Poem – Blitz – “Black as Hurt” #dVerse #poetry #amwriting 


Thanks to Mush of #dVerse Poet’s Pub for a prompt theme on metaphorical masks. As usual for this month, combining with OctPoWriMo Day 24 prompt on when lovers meet using the Blitz form of poetry. 

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Darling you wear your mask 

Darling you’re in hideous pitch black 

Black rooms with no light

Black rooms without hope 

Hope is what tells me keep trying 

Hope is what tells me keep looking

Looking for someone to love

Looking for someone to share life

Life is amazing 

Life could be sweeter 

Sweeter as nights by the fire

Sweeter as nights in your arms

Arms that protect and hold

Arms that are safe and warm 

Warm as companionship and sensual fire

Warm as a person without a mask

Masks are the problem with today

Masks hide our true selves

Selves but characters we form 

Selves unreal and afraid of showing

Showing we care and love 

Showing it’s okay enjoying each other’s company 

Company that might be more permanent 

Company that’s beyond a few days or nights 

Nights that are fun, sexy, and happy

Nights making memories of us 

Us being are true selves 

Us not hiding behind constructed masks

Masks are so deceptive 

Masks leave room for too many lies 

Lies prevent intimacy

Lies cause pain and hurt 

Hurt is what we try to avoid 

Hurt is the reason we play these games

Games of waiting to call or text

Games frightening because of our closeness

Closeness is a risk of pain

Closeness means affection and love

Love isn’t without misery

Love is also passion and fights

Fights of jealousy and misreading 

Fights to push away someone to near

Near enough to know you’re hurt

Near enough to hold you when there’s tears

Hurt can be healed when we’re honest 

Tears can be rare when we’re both unmasked. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2017) All Rights Reserved. 


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November Notes: Poem – Day 10 –  Tanka – “Air Space” #amwriting #novembernotes #music #poetry


Today’s prompt song is “Air” by Rayvon Owen. 

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“Air” – Rayvon Owen

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Holding onto air, 

Nothing even their, it’s all–

Turning into air.

Can’t make something from nothing. 

Can’t take back time, do-over. 

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Your silhouette, 

It’s disappearing into —

Air so thin, can’t breath. 

All we have is a shattered–

Empty past, hanging by a thread. 

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We were never whole, 

The definition of good. 

We were always flawed, 

We never healed, didn’t —

Accept, when we saw the end. 

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Splinters of glass hurt, 

When embedded in my skin, 

Pieces of the past, 

They’re a pain felt rawly, 

A pain that doesn’t improve.

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The clock ticking by, 

You grasp for my form — I’m air, 

You can keep trying. 

You know your holding thin air, 

Us, we’re gone, invisible. 

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Let the lights burn out, 

We can’t raise what’s  cold and dead. 

The past remains gone, 

Stop holding onto air, it —

Isn’t real; we’ve both dissolved.

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Life’s not fair, I’m sure —

Later we’ll know we did right. 

Now we gasp for air, 

Let conversation cease, fade. 

Nothing to say, it’s been said. 

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©Mandibelle16. (2016)All Rights Reserved.