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Michael R Burch Sep 2020
Sonnet: Second Sight (II)
by Michael R. Burch

(Newborns see best at a distance of 8 to 14 inches.)

Wiser than we know, the newborn screams,
red-faced from breath, and wonders what life means
this close to death, amid the arctic glare
of warmthless lights above.
Beware! Beware!—
encrypted signals, codes? Or ciphers, noughts?

Interpretless, almost, as his own thoughts—
the brilliant lights, the brilliant lights exist.
Intruding faces ogle, gape, insist—
this madness, this soft-hissing breath, makes sense.
Why can he not float on, in dark suspense,
and dream of life? Why did they rip him out?

He frowns at them—small gnomish frowns, all doubt—
and with an ancient mien, O sorrowful!,
re-closes eyes that saw in darkness null
ecstatic sights, exceeding beautiful.

Published by The Neovictorian/Cochlea. Keywords/Tags: sonnet, newborn, baby, birth, labor, slap, breath, screams, life, sight, vision, mrbson
Kristina Aug 2020
Tears
rolling down my cheeks.

Tears
rolling down my chin.

Tears,
voiceless screams.

Tears,
colorless blood.

Tears,
please cover me.

Tears,
please drown me!
Lyn-Purcell Aug 2020

Scream, her claws are sharp
Oathbreaker, she is justice
For your eyes wandered


New day, new haiku!
Still focusing on the Furies and feeling much better today too! This haiku is for Megaera, know as The Jealous. I believe that is the case because as one of the Goddesses of Vengeance, she punishes oathbreakers.

Anyone who has broken any sort of oaths as well as punishing infidelity, especially martial infidelity. I always believed she is known as the jealous because she embodies the rage of a loyal partner who was scorned by their lover due to their infidelity. So poetically ironic in my opinion.

So this haiku was written with her voice in mind, in why she is exacting justice as well as a good partner's vengeance.
One curious fact is that her own parentage has been called into questions as some say that she was the daughter of Erebus and Nyx and not born from the blood of a castrated Uranus.

Anyway, thank you all for growing followers, I'm forever humbled and grateful for the support 🙏🌹💜
Here's the link for the growing collection:
https://hellopoetry.com/collection/132853/the-women-of-myth/
Be back tomorrow with another one!
Much love,
Lyn 💜
the unbearable fear!
our white washed reality's
thin veneer
is pealing away
revealing the bloated
rotting carcass underneath
spewing dense shadows
& gnashing it's teeth
wailing helplessly the Word

the Word that man
has uttered throughout the ages
on various stages
& through the oppressing bars
of desolate cages

the very Word  
that brought us forth from the dark
now haunts our dreams
only passing our lips
through midnight screams

with a jolt
we bolt upright
out of our narcosis
paralyzed by fear
how did we get here?
Khyati Jul 2020
I wonder why your cheeks don't hurt,
Even after all those hours of faking that pretty smile.
I wonder why your eyes don't ache
Even after crying recklessly the whole night.
I wonder how your throat is still okay,
Even after all that screaming in the locked room, out of fright.
  I really wonder how you are keeping up,
Even when the tremendous pain has been breaking you all this while.

Cause maybe you have become so numb that you feel alright even when you aren't alright.
Ileana Amara May 2020
who am I to hold you back
if you're bleeding to go
and I'm aching and screaming quietly
wishing you would stay?

IA ☕
I think there will always be a time in our lives when we have to let go and accept that some people come and go like season changes.
"No one can help me"
The words echo in my mind
Louder than ever

It is the first time
I miss the silence that once
burned my ears

It is the first time
I realized we are alike
in too many ways

"No one can help me"
She screams at him in pain
Tears stream down her cheeks

Let the silence ring
piercing but familiar
better than the screams
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