Self Image

Photo by Sophia Kunkel on Unsplash

Like an obedient kid

where her shadow goes, she follows

Or a drifted bee

Where flower blooms, she bows

But then on some days

When came the whisper of haze

and all effort to rein in anguish fails

she let amok run its ruins


D’Verse’s Quadrille #122 with the word Go.

6 Comments Add yours

  1. Beverly Crawford says:

    Must keep a rein on amok.

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    1. Erlyn Olivia says:

      Yes, indeed 🙂 Thank you for commenting.

      Like

  2. whimsygizmo says:

    So much vivid language here. I absolutely love:
    “But then on some days
    When came the whisper of haze”

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    1. Erlyn Olivia says:

      Thank you for your comment.

      Like

  3. Wow… to follow your own shadow is really a very strong and disturbing image.

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    1. Erlyn Olivia says:

      It is. Did not plan it to be too dark, but it turned out that way, so I just follow where the poem wants to go. Kinda taking a risk actually. Thank you for stopping by and commenting.

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