Deprevation

sopping up the inspiration, creativity and beauty from life's dregs

Untapped July 8, 2015

Filed under: What it is — nomisyar @ 10:41

fire
remains.
untended
and
neglected.
and
failing.

my fire.

sated by inaction,
fear,
stagnancy,
and complacency.

a swamp of
disaffected
independence
-or
loneliness.

I seek
what once burned
through
yearning.

I miss
the joy and wonder
of rediscovered
youth.

when Freedom
was not
a dirty word
Or a shadowy
spectre-

Elusive
and haunting.
Haunted,
like my father.

It was
My motor
My compass
My lover
My sweet
yielding
masterful
compliant
Lover.
It was Mine.

I cleaved unto her,
stealing not brief moments
of ecstasy,
But embracing a life
plush with loving kindness.

Where are you Lover?
Must I needs blaze alone?
Wilt that bringst thee closer
To my flame?

I shall guide and protect thee,
Even as had thou once
shown me
my potential.

I love thee
And
wilt find thee
when I find me
again.

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