Damage Control Poem by Maggie Munro
Damage Control
The first day sings sublimely in his mind,
standing on the honed blade of her smile.
She permeates each niche of his desire,
brazen joys which better sense denies.
Open, inviting, welcoming to him alone,
admiring, passionate, indulging every whim.
The cut is powerful and deep.
Inexorably, she supplants his past,
purging truth, injecting toxic memory,
expunging all to graft her potent scion,
an impossible, unviable future
into the cleft of his fragile heart.
Could the time be already past,
for salvaging what tangled shreds
of all his yesterdays remain?
Deep, Deep but you carried it off. Read mine - We the Unencumbered - Adeline
Hi Maggie... just came to see if you had anything new... well, I just had to be content with re-reading your 'older' work... which was a very pleasant 'task'... Terry
Another very good poem, Maggie... Hope to see more soon... Terry
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/9/2024 3:15:12 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Great writing Maggie, will have to tune in for the next episode.