U is for Unbosom

adultery

a family tree

of knotted ebony

broken branches

in the elements

addiction

parallel existences

touching ?

never

criminal

but when ferocious storms strike

unspeakables

buried in dense foliage

violence

‘shush’ the wind

whispers and rushes

to cover the sound

envy

one small sound

growing

searching for light

clean air

hate

a place to cleanse

the past

cry it in to the world

lies

ungag the silence

remove the mask

break the shackles

secrets

speak freedom in to being

life in to truth

being in to life

let fly the truth

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unbosom = to pour out; to tell freely

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This week’s contribution for ABC Wednesday

16 Comments

  1. Your poetry is always one of my favorite parts of your blog! I love seeing verse kept alive even though people keep trying to tell me it’s a dying art form.

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  2. Another very clever post Jo, I love the way you’ve presented it. You have a real gift for poetry, I hope you keep it all together somewhere because you could create an anthology.

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  3. Giggling at “unbosom” because of my great-aunt Rilla, who insisted that we never, ever refer to the white meat of the chicken as the “breast”. It was the chicken’s bosom! I always thought it sounded much worse, but mom said, “Hush. When you’re in your aunt Rilla’s house, you use her words”. Gave me a neat memory, anyhow.

    And “unbosom” gave you a great poem.

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  4. Great Selection above Jo I learn again from your class he, he ,
    Hey where is your photo challenge entry ?

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    1. Thanks Jake – I try – but it is hard with trying to load things with such a slow computer. I do also have a life so when it all takes soooooooo long, well except for the post the other day – I just get on with other stuff instead.

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  5. I love this series of poems; just one word and you soar into the ether. Brilliant description of a family tree: ‘knotted ebony’ and ‘broken branches’. And the feeling of freedom you gradually build to after the ‘dense foliage’ is wonderful. Your ‘ABC’ poems would make a wonderful collection.

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    1. Thank you. I had never thought about something like that. But you have certainly planted an idea. Now I need to come up with a V word – quickly.
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