once a dancer

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This poem was born in February 2016. Like much of my poetry,it expresses and embraces hope and despair. A couple of people have asked me to include a reading of my poems, so there’s an audio version below the written piece.

 

once a dancer

a poem by punkie

 

here i am
torn apart
an evil, hateful
poisoned heart

darkness, night
eat love alive
no one no where
hears my cries

into the muck
and sludge I dive
choke one, two, three,
bleed four and five

murder, war,
wrack my brain,
now i’m abel,
then i’m cain

cease. desist.
it’s time to start
to put the horse
before the cart

freedom waits
to break the chains
and banish life’s
eternal pain

reach inside
excise the cancer
remember you
were once a dancer

death draws close
lives to take
heaven’s hand
no one forsakes

ask a question
find the answer:
reapers grim
kiss last romancers

magic conjures
forces stronger
to stop the lies
of power mongers

from the silence
truth emerges
directed by
god’s dramaturges

alone on stage
a single girl
says goodbye
with one last twirl

© Susan Macaulay 2016. I invite you to share the links widely, but please do not reprint or reblog or copy and paste my poems into other social media without my permission. Thank you.

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