Feign; Gait; Torn; Press; Left; Labyrinthine adj. complicated, torturous, resembling a labyrinth; Look; Embed; Malformed; Gritty; Natural; Dead-reckoning (In navigation, dead reckoning is the process of calculating one’s current position by using a previously determined position, or fix, and advancing that position based upon known or estimated speeds over elapsed time and course.)
A malformed heart
Made for awkward gait,
But felt natural to her
As she made her way
Here and there; pressing on
By near-fatal dead-reckoning,
Through labyrinthine life.
She feigned mute courage,
Gritty strength, till it solidified,
Set—armor real and true;
Kept a scowling look at the ready…
Frown more than failing acuity’s view.
For, embedded in torn cardiac chambers
Where pulse keeps up resilient beat, was
Verbal shrapnel left from monsters masked
To hide murderous weapons of menage.
Sixty decades’ journey, wanderer’s path—
Gains, losses; pain, victory; faith which
Couldn’t be rent by ill winds, human
Treachery—offered an “in spite of”
Nurture, God’s seed flowered late. A
Night Blooming Jasmine blossomed within
Unfathomable dark, deep buried beneath.
Her petals drip sparks, iridescent lights shine
For a certain few strangers who see that smile…
Not entirely extinguished, after all.
©Jael Sook, 2017 All rights reserved.
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