this is a dark one referring to pieces of my life


Quilts and Guilt

quilts and guilt
patience and shame
a million voices
whispering my name

pieces of life
torn into shreds
a billion eyes
focused and dead

towering steeples
bended knees
bloodied memories
whimpering pleas

closeted chaos
muffled to stone
grays to granite
left all alone

lost in silence
buried in remorse
suffocate and suffer
leaving no recourse

shadows darken
swollen and vile
tall in oppression
masked in a smile

quilted comforts
wrapped in guilt
sewn together
with threads of silk





Poetry by Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2019-01-14 at 00:12

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Coo & Co The PoetBay support member heart!
Yes, we agree with otp and Bibek. The imagery is powerful, Kathy, and we like the rhymes too :>)
2019-01-15


Bibek
Very delightful and secure in cadence. Love the gentle, calm rhythm of the poem.
2019-01-15


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
It isn't hard to consume oneself with such feelings, as if what is is due to fault rather than circumstance. The mind whorls and cycles the same awful thoughts, and this you've poetically captured.
2019-01-14