Tuesday, June 14, 2011

For You

The voice I found
In the rich black ground--
That is not for you.

The uncertain bees
That may sting, or please--
They are not for you.

The little box where I rest my eyes,
The sarcophagus full of bottle flies--
Neither is for you.

The restoration of my better nature,
The eternal enhancement of every feature--
None of that is for you.

My spit, my sex,
Whatever comes next--
Not, and never, for you.

Your boon is what Love only claims to be--
Intact and intense never-endingly;
Receive my Hatred--
That is for you...
My gift, eternal and true.

______

for One Shot Wednesday

33 comments:

Brian Miller said...

these last 2 poems have been a bit intense shay...i hope you are ok...and the poem therapeutic...cold indeed...

Lazidaisical said...

Loved it. and the beat of it is still playing in my head.

Fireblossom said...

Not to worry, Brian. Unlike yesterday's poem, this one isn't about anything actual. I simply got the idea for the not for you/ for you structure, and went with it. That, combined with a notion to write a poem about a banshee, ended up being this.

hedgewitch said...

Cleansing. True hate is when you don't even want to give them your flies. There are a few, thankfully few, I've felt that way about. I love the inexorable, intensifying progression, and the final two stanzas are the knockout blow. That penultimate stanza--it shouts righteously.

ayala said...

Intense write!

ellen abbott said...

I was going to say something but my g'girl distracted me and now it has escaped me.

moondustwriter said...

An un- love poem. could you send Hallmark this to give them some variety ???

Moony hugs amiga

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Intense indeed, but, as always, finely wrought.

brenda w said...

Powerful write. The voice delivers. I'd love to hear you read it aloud.

Lynne said...

Ouch...while it may not be your truth it sure is someones but I like the power throughout the poem..well done!!

Mama Zen said...

Damn, this is cold. I love it!

G-Man said...

Not even your SPIT??

FB...You can be Icy Cold!

Magnificently Direct, Loved It!

Lisa Ricard Claro said...

Sounds like she's had enough and knows how to walk away without looking back. Nice flow, and interesting word play with the title.

Beachanny said...

This poem is too kind for my very few but very real enemies; most of all it is too intelligent and too well written. I wouldn't put such a feast before their eyes. Fabulous as always, Shay, just fab. Gay

Helena White said...

Very powerful write, glad I stopped by...

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HermanTurnip said...

I'm glad Brian asked the question. Great work! Just hoping you're not about to throw the nearest child into a wood chipper ;-)

Happy or sad, mad or glad, we'll always be eternal and true to ya!

flaubert said...

I just love the directness of this, Shay.

Pamela

Margaret said...

"My gift... of hatred. Wow. :)

Jinksy said...

What a sting in the tail - or in this case, tale, perhaps? Loved it...

Shadow said...

damn... who pissed you off?

Monika said...

Oh, thats what you call hatred, powerful enough. God, girl, I would say extreme.

Lynn said...

Mercy - sending hatred as a gift. Yikes!

Daryl said...

Nice ..

Kerry O'Connor said...

Oh the pain of a broken heart... you made me relive it all again.

Ann Grenier said...

Shocking! I guess that's what's poetically good about it --- sure made me sit up and take notice; a blossom on fire!

Pat Hatt said...

Damn sounds like someone ticked you off right good, the hatred made the last lines that much better though, nice!

yellowhousecafe said...

Brutally good; this one (as the last "love" poem) has some real meat to it that is just so dang raw - love it ~

Lolamouse said...

Great poem! Funny, I had revenge on my mind today also. I'm working on the Short Story Slam with it. Something must be in the air...

mac said...

Darnit! I had such high hopes ;-)

Joanna Jenkins said...

Whoa. That was awesome and intense. Nice job.

Dasuntoucha said...

Your boon is what Love only claims to be--
Intact and intense never-endingly;
Receive my Hatred--
That is for you...
My gift, eternal and true
...

...those lines are visceral...I like em'! Great write.

ileana said...

Eternal hatred, oooh...chica, I don't want to be on the receiving end of this one, but I must say, it is Classic Shay, extremely creative and passionately and brutally honest.