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Bonitaj
Bonitaj
Sep 13, 2009 ⭐ See this poem's read count — a supporter feature

REJECTION

 A once fulsome light
filters through autumnal blindswarmth wanes in the rooma harbinger of the cold season
to come he turns away -  back is bared to forestall intimacy  I surmise.
Just a simple, slow and futile fumbling into sordid* space -a place where none dare wonder how they got there or why.... But wander she mustbeyond the cautionary crust -to the soft inner core wherea haunted heart cries....
 but truth be belied
he casts off  the covers
as if traces of his lover -here lies a relationship
that has died.

BjR September 13, '09

 *Sordid - meanly selfish, self-seeking, or mercenary.
— Bonitaj, Sep 13, 2009

About the Author

Region, Country: Tip of Southern Africa, ZAF

Favorite Poets: Too many to narrow down, but briefly :, AUDEN, T.S. ELIOT, DICKENSON, RILKE, THOREAU, RUMI ... the list is endless. Am inspired by many, especially those that live lives of "quiet desperation, and go to the grave with a song still in them" (THoreau)

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Seren

Seren

16 years 10 months ago

You never cease to amaze me

You never cease to amaze me Boni , you go where no one dares at times and come up with gems , your working hard and its showing bravo ... kind regards Jayne
Bonitaj

Bonitaj

16 years 10 months ago

Ah Jayne!

Me thinks thou art too kind! lol! Cheers Boni
Seren

Seren

16 years 10 months ago

not kind Boni telling it how

not kind Boni telling it how I see it LOL and I know you work hard it shows in every write you have come so far since you first started here ... its amazing and wonderful to watch and btw I had given you five stars and just noticed they aint there will fix that little thing now lol sorreee hug Love Jayne x x
Candlewitch

Candlewitch

16 years 10 months ago

Boni

Simply haunting... favorite lines are: But wander she must beyond the cautionary crust - to the soft inner core where a haunted heart cries…. these lines really touched me. Always, Cat p.s. I really like the word guide you've included at the bottom.
Bonitaj

Bonitaj

16 years 10 months ago

Caitlin!

I was really trying to get to "the heart of the matter" so I'm really pleased you picked that up! The metaphor of Crust had a lot to do with bread and how soft and mushy the very inside bits are... Thank you so much for you support! Boni
Bonitaj

Bonitaj

16 years 10 months ago

WOW K!

Pity you had to put that text right up there! It kinda outshines my own! lol but seriously, hadn't heard of it before, but it is obviously a theme well explored by many who've been down that road! Thanks for the plug on this one! Boni
Bonitaj

Bonitaj

16 years 10 months ago

NOW THAT'S

what I call a collaborative effort! Where are our heads at? at the same time too?!!! Spooky! Cheers and thanks for your insightful contributions! Boni

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