My Heart's Abomination (Ablution) Poem by Doris Cornago
My Heart's Abomination (Ablution)
Were you my heart's abomination
How luckier I would be
Rather than be tight as a fist
Grasping a gem of untold value...
Seems most unfortunate
To have held you in my palm
Only to be told to release
As the bird no longer breathes...
The knife of cutting words slide
And digs deeper to the bone
When you left, there oozes
The dark blood of remembrance...
Presumption is my undoing
Thinking you won't escape
Clenched to my beating heart
Making you see its full ripeness...
But the sight of love's ecstasy
The gory details of captivity
Seems too much for such youth
You cannot bear texture, nor pain...
The cup overflows but wasted
On dark pathway scattered
Just leave me in dark despair
I am gone, not here any longer...
This poem reminds me of the kind of sweet love we all want to capture forever. And never letting go. Sheer obsessional love. Healthy love is learning to let go. Knowing nothing is forever.
Yes, you are right, sheer obsessional love, but for the moment, it suffices. I don't have forever, all I have is now. I'll take what I can have. :)
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7/30/2025 2:48:06 AM # 1.0.0
Presumption is my undoing Thinking you won’t escape Clenched to my beating heart Making you see its full ripeness.. they are embarrassed about confronting the truth of their inexperience. your powerful ability to perceive and reflect.. marvelous dear poetess. tony
Hi Dr. Tony, I am glad you understood the implications and do not feel slighted in any way by it. It hurts a man's ego to be told so, but I think you are of the rare breed. Thank you for appreciating. :)