Reckless Abandon

Time to visit my 17 year old self, for the next sub-theme in Love's Tempest of 'Unrequited Love'.
With low self-esteem and low social confidence it was kind of inevitable.
But that's not the only way this particular storm can brew.

This first poem in the sub-theme, 'Reckless Abandon' is presented in two forms.
In its original version, and as a shaped poem.

 

The original version 


Just one flash...
                 One slash of wrist,
And even my blood flows away
                        From me now.
Just one flash, one smash, one fist!
For my heart won't stay with me
                Now.

 

 

and as a shaped poem.

 

                 Just
             One flash...
        One slash of wrist,
    And even my blood flows 
  Away from me now. Just one
  Flash, one smash, one fist!
    For my heart won't stay
            with me now.

 

 


Note: Exploring the thought within poetry does not mean that the poet has acted out the concept.
          People often have the thought of doing something without reaching the point of choosing to do it.
          This was for me a protective poem, a slash of ink instead.

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Aviva Rifka Bhandari

Sun 4th Apr 2021 06:29

Thank you for commenting Ferris Ty Taylor. 🌷

Me? A poetic genius? I would have said no... but perhaps I'd be the last one to know... so, maybe?

😄

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Ferris Ty Taylor

Sat 3rd Apr 2021 20:53

Clyde, that's lovely. Aviva this is a beautiful poem, to write this at 17 implies a great deal of genius, I think

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Aviva Rifka Bhandari

Sat 3rd Apr 2021 20:36

Thank you for commenting Clyde 🌷

Good advice, I recall we did have some pale pink roses in the garden, but even more memorable were the blackberries and the Bramley apple tree - a lot of baked apples and apple crumbles. 😋

Thanks also to everyone who has clicked 'Like' for this poem 💐

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clyde McCulley

Sat 3rd Apr 2021 18:56

I like the shaped poem best.


Take the blade to the garden
and cut a rose.

Tomorrow is a new day.

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