Saturday, September 20, 2014

This Place

I'll not offer you this place
of darkened mirrors and pictures too
pale to be seen.

I'll not offer you this place
of creaking stairs and walls
prone to talk.

This place
is a skeleton key on a ring
that severs the finger.

This place
shames you
when you bleed.

For the Mini-Challenge at Real Toads

13 comments:

Sylvia K said...

Oh, OW!! That's a really BIG pin prick!! I felt it all the way to Oregon!!

seasideauthor said...

Wow 'shames you when you bleed' wow. That is so true. So well written.

humbird said...

blood cooling poem...

Fireblossom said...

"blood cooling"?

Björn Rudberg said...

A skeleton key that severs the finger... vivid!

Vandana Sharma said...

Saving a loved one from harm and dark things, such pure emotions

Grandmother (Mary) said...

We want to protect them from this place which tries to shame them. If only...

Jim said...

A nice collection of not nice things amassing, M.Zee. I wouldn't like even one of these.
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R.K. Garon said...

OK... I'm outa here... brrrrrr!
:-)
ZQ

Marian said...

eek. Carrie, get outta there! ;)

Kerry O'Connor said...

Human suffering can be a fearful thing. Your words cut, your empathy shines through.

Stacy Lynn Mar said...

oh wow, i love this...the hesitancy to share your inner darkness.

stacy lynn mar
http://warningthestars.blogspot.com/

grapeling said...

such a vivid pen ~