Guest Bard: She is Raging

Her every step has set the ground to
Shaking; quaking and trembling,
it’s breaking off at the edges
and swallowing up every ounce
of the requiem, of grief.
The calling of sincerity.
The jeers slipping in her veins
and boiling, bubbling under the surface.
The pressure is building and steam
falls in droplets, carving canyons into
the pale framework of her cheeks.
The landscape has shifted,
rushing in. The scaffolding that held
her little world in place
has turned liquid and swept her
straight off her feet.
She’s sucked up all her skeletons
in the whirlwind of her desire
and torrents of hopelessness have
blackened out the design.
It’s opening inside her:
a daybreak that looks like twilight.
Her womb unlocks like a fissure and there
the storm rages on.
The thump, thump, thump
of her latest plummet.
She does not fall gracefully.
She crawls through the sludge
of her latest defeat, barely on her knees.
Her hands dip into the typhoon,
the endless well of emptiness.
She screams in silent pleas.
A storm bound and bent on the decline
of civilizations, of peoples, of hopes
She’s hollowed out her place here.
She’s settled into the void.
The unfilled.
The vacant.
Carnivorous yearning,
ravenous famine.
Her words are a pestilence,
a plague on those who have stepped back
to watch the rupture,
to mend the breach.
Storm chasers, paparazzi.
She is an epidemic,
Widespread, unchecked,
and unbridled.
Rampant and wild,
she is filling this world.
Encompassing.
Raging.

Laura A. Lord is the founder of the blog, History of a Woman. She is the author of Wake Up a Woman, History of a Woman and The Telling. Her work has been published in The Beacon, Whirl with Words, and The Collegian. She is working on a book featuring her son’s favorite toy, Boo Bear, as well as, Perjury, a collection of short stories and poetry. She lives on the Eastern Shore of Maryland with her husband and her two children.

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Bards’ Verdict: A true whirlwind of feelings, wrapped up in words and somehow made palatable by the benign nature of dark and light pixels, yet beneath them, the emotion of this poem is almost strong enough to break free of the screen.

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17 comments on “Guest Bard: She is Raging

  1. Lizzi R says:

    I love this. SO blown away by the darkness. Makes me want to coat myself in nighttime and go out prowling and scream obscenities at the moon from the middle of a lonely wasteland…

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  2. bethteliho says:

    Wow Laura. This is powerful. I love how you express emotions. It's quite magical.

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  3. That comment was poetic enough to make me want to write another 🙂

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  4. Thank you so very much. This was definitely an emotional piece to write.

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  5. Joy Christi says:

    Good gods, this is a swirling vortex of dark power. I feel pressure like a storm front in my frontal lobe. I think it's gonna rain.
    You are The Word Whisperer.

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  6. Zoe Byrd says:

    wow… outside of the intensity the actual poem generates in people it is so well done. I find some to the most difficult things in writing and interpreting poetry is in the metaphors and the description of the everyday …you know? without losing or confusing the reader. eg bubbling under the surface.
    The pressure is building and steam
    falls in droplets, carving canyons into
    the pale framework of her cheeks.
    The landscape has shifted,
    rushing in. The scaffolding that held
    her little world in place
    has turned liquid and swept her
    straight off her feet.

    What Im saying rather awkwardly is that you have a serious way with words. Its such a powerful piece. I usually use words like lovely and beautiful but this ,while commanding those, is really uncomfortable and I mean that in a totally complementary way… it forces people to identify with it. THanks for being a guest bard Laura… you know Lizzi and I appreciate it greatly Im sure!

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  7. I love it!! The Word Whisperer…what a wonderful compliment. Thank you so much.

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  8. I'm so glad you guys chose to feature me and I'm also happy it made you uncomfortable. I must have done it right. Thank you again.

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  9. Parri Sontag says:

    Wow! You are so truly talented. This captured the way I have felt so many times in my life … the anger of infertility … of having a chronically ill child … of having dreams inside me that still haven't been realized at 51 … of sometimes feeling trapped in a life that is not the one I pictures. You truly have a gift with words. I cannot wait to read more!

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  10. Lizzi R says:

    Yes! Yes! Do it… 😀

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  11. Thank you very much. It is a hard battle for any woman, this sort of becoming what we didn't expect.

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  12. Excellent Laura and WOW! Reading this, I can vividly picture a woman who is filled with rage – I can feel her rage – and there have been times in my life when I have been this woman, so reading your amazing words I can say I that I've known this woman. You captured and wrote her perfectly! Excellent post!

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  13. I think we have all known this woman at some point. I'm glad you enjoyed it and that it spoke to you. Thank you.

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  14. Chris Carter says:

    This is one of those pieces that you want to re-read about four hundred times to take in every ounce of every shade of darkness and depth.

    Wow. Powerful stuff Laura.

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  15. Thank you so very much.

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