Silence roars between us
Rushing, erasing
And we forget the prayers, the promises
Pushing, replacing
If I called out and broke it
Begging, weeping
Is your soul there to know it
Waiting, keeping
My heart’s secrets safe
Guarded, sleeping
While we play this fucking game
Of circumstance…

12 thoughts on “Games

    1. Excellent question. One I myself am currently facing. We all have to face it at one time or another. I think that to conquer it and win the game means that we have to give ourselves all of the time we need to get over the other person and not punish ourselves with negative self-talk when we take steps that seem to impede our progress. I think it is kinda like a person’s relationship with God. It is natural to have doubts. When you doubt, He brings you back stronger and closer to Him. In the relationship game, or learning anything really, we do the dance, one step forward, two steps back. But what we forget to acknowledge is that those steps forward are making us stronger, the strides getting longer and indeed we are making progress in the right direction…. we just need to keep pointing out to ourselves that we’ve come a long way, baby! Good luck to you.

      &39728; Memee

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  1. Felicity, I really was enjoying your poem… it certainly tells the tale well. I just wanted to comment that for me, as a reader, the conclusion felt sudden and abrupt… it seemed to come too soon and the tone of anger was so immediate it seemed misplaced and yanked me right out of the poem and zapped me into a world outside of your writing. Just trying to help each other grow…. you are much further along in the process of being a writer, but I believe all writers appreciate good and honest feedback.

    ☀ Memee

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    1. I do appreciate it, very much! I always like to hear what people are thinking while they read.

      I take all such comments and file them away, always have, and apply them as I go along. I wouldn’t be where I am today if I didn’t, I don’t think.

      I can’t really agree or disagree with your assessment of this poem; that is how it affected you, therefore that is the truth of it! I will say that, in the writing of it, welcome to my world. 😉 My poetry is not something I ‘craft.’ Sometimes I think perhaps I should, but I also know that if I did, it would no longer be my poetry. It would be something different.

      I work to craft my stories. My vignettes and shorts. The poems, though are raw emotion. They are what I feel at that moment. The tumult, the unpredictability, if that makes sense.

      Thank you for reading, and for these beautiful comments you took the time to write! Don’t be a stranger, Memee! 🙂

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