Kathleen Reiman Poems

I stand without looking within
At the shattered remnants
The inward cost of casual betrayal
By one who pledged to me
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Feel the warmth upon my lips?
Close my eyes dreaming
A vibration in my soul stirring
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Temptation is a pretty thing
All wrapped up in modern bling
Sweet deceit
That compels my feet
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I seize this, a sacred day of grace
Drinking in the splendor of this place
Tranquil voices of gnarled piñions whisper in the breeze
Gilded lions haunting primeval trees
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Black heart
Hopeless heart
Glass heart
Shattered heart
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A Sweet Latte waits for me
Hello beautiful
Decadent aroma hanging in the air
Hot vessel in my hand warming me
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“Priceless”
What kind of sound resonates when a fist hits a jaw?
When, in the dark city night, one man steals another man’s life?
What goads a man out in pointless rage, seeking adrenal high?
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A woman treads the bright sterile hall,
Surrounded by people, alone in her skin
Fateful words triggering scars
The unseen enemy attacking within; the fight begins,
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Jovial youth; incarnate of glory, fighting and revelry, yet magnanimous spirit
Penitent prisoner fleeing the fire of his father’s wrath and a city’s scorn

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Granite
Heart deeply reaching;
Scared sides, pinion's burned,
Lion's silenced screams reverberating
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