See Through Closet

Written for:  The Sunday Whirl, Wordle #324

Words:   bellow, deny, sly, weave, rent, drop, decline, smile, child, fate, blossom, closet

Do not bellow
at me. I will drop you
like a stitch
unravel your weave
to twisted yarn,
pluck you like petals
of a blossom. Do not smile
at me, or try to beguile.
You are not a child.
Closeted in cologne,
and fancy clothes,
you deny all wrong doing.
Feel that decline
in temperature? My breath
has turned white with frost.
I am a cost you cannot
afford. My fate no longer
lies with you. Bellow
at someone new.

About purplepeninportland

I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York. My goal is to create and share poetry with others who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve in you, and feel your sparks as well.
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6 Responses to See Through Closet

  1. Jae Rose says:

    Strong impactful poem I could sense the feeling of disappointment in the other person


  2. weejars says:

    Wow, that packs such a punch. Well written and great use of the words. I can feel the empowerment !!!


  3. You had me with your tone, right from the start:

    Do not bellow
    at me. I will drop you
    like a stitch

    I’m smiling as I write this. Nice grab.


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