Ink Dragon

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Haunted (part 3 in a series of 4 poems)

“You reached into your glowing scars:
`This rose will be my gift for you.´
and you handed me a drop of blood.”
(Rainer Maria Rilke, Ave)

He approached me with presents
words of love teetering on his lips
How could he even dare?

His words were dripping onto my brow
like Chinese drops of water

I almost choked
on the bitter taste of his apologies
As if …

His words were obstructing my mouth
like a foul-smelling gag

A familiar darkness
expectantly raised its head
sniffing the sultry air for opportunities

A hateful sprite was loitering in the corner of my eye
I nearly failed to recognize it

It was my love
defaced and half decayed
that had come back to haunt me

I should have looked
for consecrated earth

and, for good measure
driven a stake through its heart

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Tink

17 years 4 months ago

Very intense!

could haves, would haves, should haves - i take this as a life lesson learned. i'm a firm believer that you will experience things over and over until you get it right by learning from it. history repeating itself. this is a very good write. and follows nicely to its predecessors. the emotions are deep and beg for validation. well done. Live, Laugh and Love (and don't forget to write) Tink

Ink Dragon

17 years 4 months ago

I feel honoured

that you consider it a very good write, but what really floors me is that you comment on the emotions, this used to be where I always understated things. I think it might have been a good idea after all to look back once more to this chapter of my life.It has taken me a long time to find the courage to do so, and I am overwhelmed with all the positive feedback I got. Tink, thank you again, ID

Proprietress o…

17 years 4 months ago

done it again...

you paint a new intense picture in almost every line. I love the end. I love the beginning. I love everything in between. the way you describe the situation is not just poetic, it borders on religious...

Ink Dragon

17 years 4 months ago

Can you imagine

what colour my cheeks are turning right now? Glad you liked it so much, this was an important one for me... Love, Ink

RSScheerer

17 years 4 months ago

Ink

In my opinion, you've not only faced your past, you've conquered it. As if the subject isn't strong enough, you have added weight to this piece with your metaphors, leaving an even deeper impression upon your reader. (I said you could do it!) ~ Ronda

Ink Dragon

17 years 4 months ago

Turning an even deeper shade of red

I feel flattered by your comment. Glad and honoured that you were impressed, Ronda. (I was equally impressed with your recent posts, as you know, and without being shown that it is possible to post something like this, I do not know if I would have found the courage...) Love, Ink

Electric Blue

17 years 3 months ago

Haunted

Nina Well, I do understand where you are coming from as I seem to have been in the mirror situation? Always hoping for a different outcome. This is very intense full of pain but there is courage too amazing my friend. Electricblue

Ink Dragon

17 years 3 months ago

Maggie,

amazing, that´s quite a compliment, thank you. You´re right about the pain and the courage. From one brave woman to another, ~Nina

Seren

16 years 10 months ago

Nina

Your not just brave your've faced the fact that AGAIN hes trying to seduce you into believing him ... And just knowing that fact empowers you , and this time you got the right idea , I go with the Stake idea , nothing like venting it eases the soul and the mind ... I love this one ... much love Jayne x x (hugz)

Ink Dragon

16 years 10 months ago

Jayne,

thank you so much for your encouraging comment. I suspect that one stake may not suffice, but I have another one up my sleeve ;) Love, ~Nina

Seren

16 years 10 months ago

Lmao !

They can hear me in germany I laughed so hard when I read that .. hahahaha .. my partner thinks I'm insane right now laughing my head off at the computer ... he probably thinks I have lost it , little does he know , we all have a stake ;) love Jayne x x

Ink Dragon

16 years 10 months ago

smiles

Jayne, dear, I love how you laugh! Yours, ~Nina

Pixee

16 years 10 months ago

No Loss of Touch

I enjoyed the read. It is my first to see this one. I see it has been on before. Make no difference to me. I loved the darkness of it. You described it well. I thoroughly enjoyed the read. Friends, Pixee

Ink Dragon

16 years 10 months ago

Thanks, pixee,

always nice to hear from you. (By the way, I am quite fond of the darkness myself...) Yours, ~Nina

Cloudthings

16 years 10 months ago

You have created a beautiful poem here, very much deserving of t

Well, Nina, it has caused a small tear in my eye, it was powerfully moving in a gentle, subtle way. Ouch, I know this story myself, but your portrait of it is so well crafted I am somewhat floored I admit. It is an effort to write even, so clearly do you evoke that (those) emotions. Slow breath, & congratulations to you as I refocus my dear. You have created a beautiful poem here, very much deserving of the light here in "evolution" plus my humble 5 stars. Well done xx~ Anni ~~~ "Courage, it would seem, is nothing less than the power to overcome danger, misfortune, fear, injustice, while continuing to affirm inwardly that life with all its sorrows is good; that everything is meaningful even if in a sense beyond o

Cloudthings

16 years 10 months ago

"face-saving promises Whispered liked prayers I don't need them"

Oh I was somewhat thrown by the depth of impact of this poem I forgot to ask had you heard Natalie Merchant's song "My skin", it has parallels, many of us have been in a situation reminiscent.. the lines in the last part of the song... "Do you remember the way that you touched me before All the trembling sweetness I loved and adored Your face-saving promises Whispered liked prayers I don't need them I need the darkness, the sweetness, the sadness, the weakness. Oh, I need this I need a lullaby, a kiss goodnight, angel, sweet love of my life Oh, I need this Well is it dark enough, Can you see me, Do you want me, Can you reach me. Oh, I'm leaving Better shut your mouth, and hold your breath You kiss me now, you catch your death Oh, I mean this Oh, I mean this" This song eased me to the end of my marriage really, (he ran off with a 21 yr old blond (I liked her actually, it wasn't her fault, & it was the best thing he could ever do for me & his son as it turned out... but that's another story). Natalie sings it with such passion, I am moved every time, like you have moved me here Nina With love & warmth~ Anni ~~~ "Courage, it would seem, is nothing less than the power to overcome danger, misfortune, fear, injustice, while continuing to affirm inwardly that life with all its sorrows is good; that everything is meaningful even if in a sense beyond o

Ink Dragon

16 years 10 months ago

Anni,

thank you for sharing these wonderful lyrics, I will definitely look for this song. Yes, it is about the same feelings I tried to describe here... though I had a very good reason not to take him back, my love was stubborn and kept resurfacing in spite of my knowing better... Much love, ~Nina

Janice Pearce

16 years 10 months ago

Haunted

Powerfully written piece. Going full circle, with the power coming back to you~ Bravo! ______________________________________________________ Income-tax forms should be more realistic by allowing the taxpayer to list "Uncle Sam" as a dependent Anonymous

Ink Dragon

16 years 10 months ago

Janice,

thank you so much, that's a huge compliment, especially as it is coming from you, gifted poetess. Yours, ~Nina

bjp

16 years 10 months ago

Dear Nina,

Of your poem in my knowledge, this is my favourite. It is well crafted and bubbling, like the sticky liquid over the crust of a pie just before it is removed from the oven. Affectionately, Brian

Ink Dragon

16 years 10 months ago

Wow, Brian,

thank you so much! This poem is part 3 in a series of 4 poems, and as it seems to have been to your taste, I would like to invite you to read the other three (Hurt, Dying love, The exorcism). With equal affection, ~Nina

orgami

16 years 10 months ago

rose...

a yellow rose in a small plastic pot I water on the front step tiny and hopefully will make it I made a poem from your opening poem..my poem "Burn Chamber" came from the "rose" motiff here so I was inspired and the darkness in this work you create drove me to write In my comments on my poem I explain how it my poem went together but it is here that I give my Bow to you Ink Dragon Due where due is respected a marvelous deep instruction on the ballet of pain the hurt glanced and how it is magnificent again my freind!!!

Ink Dragon

16 years 10 months ago

Orgami,

your comment leaves me speechless. I bow back to you instead. Yours, ~Nina