Poetry | Tiles Of Perfection

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Saline streams soaked her pillow
Leaving trails of blackened paint
Scars from yesteryear
Left a heart beating, albeit distant & faint

Cries challenging the constant
Despair leading the way
Fragments of a picture imperfectly painted
Bound by an amaranthine ray

Getting back up, only to falter
Peering backwards, all the while moving ahead
Clip, clout, cuff
Wake up immortal, it’s time to get out of bed

The new dawn was dimly lit by LCD
Shuffling the tiles, as to choose a rally
When a snowman appeared majestically before her
In an instant, she knew she’d found her tally

Forlorn no longer
Passion’s incandescence illuminates
Laughter fills the empty corridors
A kindred spirit patiently awaits

“Fear not my child”, her heart whispered
It’s time to come out and play
I promise not to fool you
This time the puzzle pieces will remain

Now bliss fluffs her tear stained pillow
And the bête noire has finally been erased
Effervescence is all surrounding
At long last she’s found her place.

 

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  • http://oscarstech.com/ Oscar Gonzalez

    Didn’t take you for someone that likes poetry! Cool stuff. We have one more thing in common. :)

  • Anonymous

    I love to read it, write it, live it! Poetry FTW!!!

  • http://twitter.com/momzilla54 Susan Critelli

    Wow, Stacey – love the poem, and the new template! Really nice changeup keeping things interesting.

  • http://jeanettefisher.com Jeanette Joy

    I knew you were multifaceted like a brilliant diamond.
    Thank you for having the courage to share your poetry.
    Love, Peace and Joy~
    Jeanette

  • http://twitter.com/TheaBredie Theodora Bredie

    I like the triumph of hope over every experience. The only sure way to ‘lose’ is to give up trying:)
    Thanks for sharing Stacey.

  • http://twitter.com/WriteOnOnline Debra Eckerling

    Great poem, Stacey! It’s so important for writers to explore different areas – and even better to share it! Thanks for sharing!

  • http://xeeme.com/SallyKWitt/ Sally K Witt

    Wonderful.

    I was just wondering in the last paragraph if she has tar on her pillow or tears?

    Hugs,

    Sally

  • http://www.24x7media.com Dennis Carpenter

    You are a gem and romantic. Great combo!

  • http://social-drivers.com Mindy Koch

    I think my favorite imagery is the streaks of mascara in the first and the last stanza. It’s like the pillow wears her wounds and she walks away in peace.

    At least, that is how it felt for me.

  • Anonymous

    THANK YOU for catching that typo, I fixed it! -XO

  • http://twitter.com/sbhsbh Steve Hughes

    Ahhh Poetry…This blog has a little bit of everything…Keep up the good work Stacey :)

  • http://twitter.com/ShannonSmith Shannon Smith

    Awesome Stacey, loving the poetry!

  • http://about.me/sukhrajbeasla Sukhraj Beasla

    Awesome Stacey! I love your poetry! I think you should write more of it :)

  • Alison Stripling

    I remember writing poetry back in high school as a way to put my feelings about life down on paper. Thank you for the inspiration!