A Ribbon Cut As Red As my Heart

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The California warmth has left my bones.
Now,
 old memories hang as heavy as these winter clouds,
  Again,
I am consumed by thoughts of you.
 
 Familiar smells,
 bring visions of your apocalyptic smile.
And I remember why I left.
 
 My bones feel that familiar ache
 as does my heart.
 
 Call me Phinnius, your trusted friend
and push me over this broken branch edge.
 
Over and over again.
I let you betray me
 
Call me a dull razor
 in the stillness of a cool climate.
 
 Allow me to slice into these dumb memories one at a time.
 
 My scars redden here,
like perforated edges showing me where to cut
 
And again,
I remember why I left.
 
Snow melts on wool scarves,
 wet shoes piled on top of a front door register.
Collapsing on to one another.
 
 They are drying out the way that I have so many times before.
 
 The morning light is my new medication,
 
I have given myself over to it,
 pushing myself on to it.
 I eat it up until my belly is swollen and plump.
 
Old words you have said, repeating themselves
 
Your voice, is a heavy heartbeat.
Your face a distant echo, clouding my mind, leaving no room for sleep
 
For now,
 I will carry you in a precious metal box, wrapped up in ice
 
 I do not dare open it.
 My lips are chapped enough and there is no reason to unfold the past
 
 For she, is a ribbon cut as red as my heart.

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Barbi Touron

Mon 20th Feb 2012 17:29

Thanks ya'll, Laura you are right this poem is about those people/places as in Fireflies. Some people and places are like ghosts, if a house is haunted and you can't live with it's ghosts, I guess it's time to move. Thanks for reading

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Laura Taylor

Mon 20th Feb 2012 09:59

Yup, jampacked with fantastic imagery here...I get the feeling that the same person is involved here as in 'Fire flies'

Great poem

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Ann Foxglove

Sun 19th Feb 2012 09:25

Great poem! Lots of poignant images, feels very real. I love the image of the piled up shoes and the snow melting on the wool scarves. Really enjoying your work on here.

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Barbi Touron

Sat 18th Feb 2012 21:40

Thank you so much, I'm really enjoying this website, so many talented writers. Such a wonderful thing. Cheers and thanks for reading.

stella jones

Sat 18th Feb 2012 15:38


such a strong read with many great metaphors..nice one!!

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Patricia and Stefan Wilde

Sat 18th Feb 2012 09:42

Fantastic!

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