All Things Ossify

a cauldron of anger bubbles inside
day after day, she swallows it down
in the wreckage of her heart, all things ossify

she is more than just dissatisfied
it shows in her bitter, black frown
a cauldron of anger bubbles inside

once upon a time, she was a happy bride
now, there’s no love nor respect to be found
in the wreckage of her heart, all things ossify

gentle emotions wash out with the tide
on foamy waves of dirty, blighted brown
a cauldron of anger bubbles inside

she has nothing left save for stubborn pride
life has been such a colossal letdown
in the wreckage of her heart, all things ossify

‘tween what is and what should be lies a great divide
so what the hell, let’s send in the clowns—
a cauldron of anger bubbles inside
in the wreckage of her heart, all things ossify

©2022 July Day

villanelle

Image by Enrique Meseguer from Pixabay

(Family issues will be an ongoing thing–for how long, I don’t know–so my posting and reading blogs here on WordPress will be sporadic. I hope for better times ahead.)

The Ocean is Dark, The Ocean is Deep

The ocean is dark, the ocean is deep
A bereaved berth to rest a weary heart...
A mournful place where regrets softly weep

Those blind souls who carelessly sowed and now reap
Their constructions of trenches and tall ramparts...
The ocean is dark, the ocean is deep

An aqueous prison into which clarity seeps
Too late for drawing new maps—or depart...
A mournful place where regrets softly weep

This sunless place, my secrets it keeps
Of the ghost of me who lost her chart...
The ocean is dark, the ocean is deep

The muddy bottom, in obscurity steeps
Countless memories of mistakes and false starts...
A mournful place where regrets softly weep

Please do not wake me, let me sleep
I have no hope, no life, no fresh start...
The ocean is dark, the ocean is deep

©2022 July Day

villonnet

Image by Dimitris Vetsikas from Pixabay
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