Where’s Redemption?
I am my own project,
tunefully composing my theme song,
using my own thoughts, voice, and soul.
There’s no mistaking
my well-orchestrated, stable grounding,
except by those who are tone deaf.
I have memories of promises sung to me,
then broken - nails on a chalkboard.
The cheaters have accused me,
chiming about my lively past exaggerated.
Liars have accused me,
vocalized about my escapades that never happened.
The insecure want me in their choir,
but they refuse to press the pin
that loosens the spring latch of the music box,
and release benevolence.
But I don’t choose to harbor resentment.
I only wait for considerate mention of me.
And at the end of all those songs comes payment,
and mine shall be exoneration.
Linda Imbler
Linda Imbler’s poetry
collections include four published works by Amazon, “Big Questions, Little
Sleep,” “Lost and Found,”
“Red Is The Sunrise,” and
“Bus Lights, Travel Sights.” Soma
Publishing has published
her three e-book collections,
“The Sea’s Secret
Song,” “Pairings,” a hybrid of short fiction and poetry, and “That Fifth Element.”
She is a Pushcart and
Best of the Net nominee. Examples of Linda’s poetry and a
listing of publications can be found at lindaspoetryblog.blogspot.com.
In addition to writing, she
helps her husband, a Luthier, build acoustic guitars.
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A work of searing consequences. My hat off.
ReplyDeleteThank you, Angelo. I appreciate your taking the time to read my work and to comment.
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