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Ornamental

SFoxWriting’s Alphabet Challenge ~ Letter “O” ~ A poem titled “Ornamental” in oddquain form.

The
chosen one,
another bauble
to adorn His Majesty’s
arm.

A
dream come true
once upon a time,
before forgotten was her
name.

Now
an item,
a collectible,
merely a trinket of the
King.

Yes
she’s become
but ornamental,
a simple hollow piece of
art.

The
florid mask
in her reflection
obscures the void within her
soul.

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Friday 5-7-5

Heart torn from my chest
in your hand it’s still beating
you smile as it dies

***************

You are stronger now
I say farewell ~ I can’t use
what I can’t abuse

***************

That version of me
the best I had to offer
wasn’t good enough

***************

I feel like I am
wandering aimlessly lost
in another’s dream

***************

His lies flow easy
like the swift current of a
turbulent river

 

Breadcrumbs

The glint in your eye.
The dimple on your cheek.
The way your skin
Would frame your lips
With parentheses
When you’d smile.
Like a drug,
I craved that
Look of amusement
Upon your face.
I’d do anything.
I’d become anyone.
Such a small sacrifice
For such a beautiful reply.
My willingness
Made you happy.
You led and I followed.
The path down which
You have taken me
Has now narrowed
With the overgrowth
Of weeds and vines.
You have long since
Ventured ahead,
Happily pioneering,
Continuing to cut through
Obstacles and make your way
Down the uncharted
Paths of life,
Leaving your passenger behind.
I’m still here.
Now lost.
Trapped in a world
Not of my design.
I’ve become someone else,
Someone unrecognizable.
To continue behind you
Would be to stray further
From myself.
So I must turn back.
I will find my way
Using the pieces of me
That I dropped like breadcrumbs
As I followed you into darkness,
Until I have collected them all
Making me whole
And leading me home.