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THE HAUNTING
by Terry OlynikStudying
Over and over
A grainy photo
Posted by a name
On a website.
A picture taken
After an argument?
A sleepy post-coital moment?
That mouth
Two degrees above horizontal
A la Mona.
In congress with the eyes -
No expression betrayed.
Are you
Repressing a smile?
Masquerading contempt?
Those eyes
Looking past the photographer,
Past the world.
Beauty mixed with melancholia
As on a painter's palette.
Reflecting
Sad resignation?
World- weariness well earned?
What raised-voice nonsense,
What emotional thuggery,
What actions bone-cruel,
Kidnapped
The sparkling filament
From these eyes?
Where is
The hijacked spirit?
Sadly I have learned
Not to reach out
To this heart abused.
It will recoil
As from a searing flame.
Her wooly world of self-contempt
Her refuge?
Her prison?
Imagine a high-beam smile.
Brows arching.
Nostrils flaring.
To light
Life's dark corners.
How much lighter the load?
How much better the world?
How much easier to breathe?
08/26/2005 Author's Note: A journal entry expanded.
Posted on 08/27/2005
Copyright © 2025 Terry Olynik
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Jim Benz on 04/12/06 at 04:00 PM Terry - this is a wonderful piece of writing. |
| Posted by Gregory O'Neill on 04/12/06 at 04:30 PM Terry, good piece of writing and excellent observations. How do we see ourselves...how do others precive how we see ourselves; I think the pics we choose to show who we are with, do say so much... |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 04/12/06 at 10:55 PM Wow, this is expressive and emotional, yet contains an element of mystery..."the what if?" Congratulations on POTD.
~Chelle~ |
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