Black Ink Howl: I Won't Choose Empty

Friday, December 14, 2018

I can’t swim in another’s baptism

or walk the path of a constrictive

definition of un(conditional) love.

Love can’t be commanded to leave,

or be erased when it consumes the soul.

...I won’t choose empty...

There is no light in a sacrifice that

denies the heart’s own revelation.

I no longer wish to live in a prison

built to keep me from my truth,

or whither to appease another’s blindness.

HelenDecember 14, 2018 at 12:29 PM
No end to the depth in this poem ...
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Sherry Blue SkyDecember 14, 2018 at 12:30 PM
Strong and wonderful, Susie. No more prisons or withering.
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VickiDecember 14, 2018 at 3:22 PM
This is beautifully written, Susie.
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MargaretDecember 14, 2018 at 4:05 PM
We had a prompt a while back that demanded a strong ending sentence. This one surely takes the cake!
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ThotpurgeDecember 14, 2018 at 6:26 PM
Love that opening line...!
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MarianDecember 15, 2018 at 6:53 AM
Wow. No more withering! Bravo. So many things to talk about in this arena, right? Family ties... relationships... sometimes the healthiest thing is to stand tall and walk away if to stay means to continue to wither. xoxxo Susie.
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brudbergDecember 15, 2018 at 1:33 PM
No, never wither... after all it happens that blind people see
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Anmol (HA)December 15, 2018 at 10:31 PM
Yes, yes, yes. This is strong and powerful. Love the assertive tone and expression of individuality.
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rallentandaDecember 17, 2018 at 4:20 AM
Yes I agree...walk away regardless of the pain that decision may cause.
To live a lie is to be dead already.
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