Green-Eyed Deluge

Poem by: donkylemore

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Me her,,
mine and her flaws and faults

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Submitted: September 04, 2009

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Green- eyed deluge

The river above the lake has swelled banks
And hidden in  the darkness of her  swirling  flow
Is an anger  black , pent up , laden, furious
With  the  swollen torrents from the mountains  
After the deluge of the August rain


There is a silent brooding  lurking about my boat
Which has risen  with the rising water
And stands now  like an ice skate on the pier.

Its keel , unwieldy swaying , this way and that
It’s  pivot  ungainly  ; itspoise  unsteady;
In  an inarticulateballetic  pirouette
With the volatility of the  flood
And my ropes wont steady her just now.

At some point in my every day
My mood too will vacillate on that precarious precipice
But I no longer have the grace
And  my stature looks hideous and grotesque
When I’m daily impaled , reluctantly
In this place ; and I have no rope to steady me.


I saw this brooding break its banks  on another ‘s countenance of late.
Inside an egg-shell thickness of a temper concealed
And the green eyes narrowed like two almond slits of ice
The mouth twisted as in a affliction.

She sundered  the straining leash of decorum  
And came with a fury racing downstream
Tearing the embankment in its frenzy
Uprooting saplings all along its course.

A steely anger on the grated teeth
Whose locks could not restrain
The vapid vehemence of her wrath,
And I walked away before I could hear the hurtful utterance
Erupting spasmodically from her vituperative tongue.


I see again that river has stilled  for now
And grown mellow in its flow;
And those green eyes are softened
And the bosom bountiful with gifts.
She bought me a jumper , just to show
It didn’t happen , what she’d said

I feel the heartbeat flow  with an even pulse again
But the banks are fragile and may well give way before the dawn.

But I recoil ; my steadiness of foot unsure ;
And despise myself  because she is so like me
Even more than I’d ever thought.
My own distasteful image is reflected
In the quickness of her temper;

My failure to constrain ;
To hold that torrent when the flood is at its full
To steady the banks as they are ready to crumble
And the have the will and strength to let the deluge discharge
Slowly , steadily and with the patience and might

But I have such little power of restraint
To  turn the  heavy wheel of  the lock gate
And even lessthe will to brace myself
In that trying moment when a spiteful word
Seems so much more pressing to impart
Than all the effort to  it takes to quell the flow
And still the rapid torrent to an even stream.





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Green-Eyed Deluge

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