Looking out of my backdoor
Clear blue skies sparkle
But in the distance storm clouds
Following from the past
New ones building
The darkness always lurking
At the edges of the unfaced
The ignored and suppressed
Stealing today’s sunshine
Screams unleashed
The banshee of healing
Looked square in the face
Dived into the eyes of the soul
Through murky waters
And whipping winds
Lashing scars on my heart
Torn open once again
To remove the remaining shrapnel
Shards and splinters buried
Now washed clear
By the nourishing rain
Debbie Gravett © 2020.01.23
RDP: Looking Out of My Backdoor
FOWC: Clear
Image by StockSnap from Pixabay
Beautiful poem
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Thanks for looking out of your backdoor Debbie 🙂
My favourite part
“The darkness always lurking
At the edges of the unfaced
The ignored and suppressed
Stealing today’s sunshine”
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Thanks. Yip, we gotta face our stuff.
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I like the use of the word “clear” I almost opposite senses. The clear blue sky contrasts with the rain at the end, yet the rain washes the splinters “clear.”
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Thanks
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Describes my heart perfectly…
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Thanks for stopping by.
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Nice piece
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Thanks
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