A Triptyche of Pain: Three interlinked poems

Pain

Slake the thirst of bitter pain
Each tear a droplet unbidden
From a depthless, vast sea
Red as blood I’m stained
All the secrets I’d keep hidden
Part like lost friends from me

No choice, just wail and cry
Every nerve end overflowing
All control completely lost
Weep till exhausted and so dry
All the truth you can’t bear knowing
Becomes your brittle, perfect host

In this busy public space
All defences wanting, shattered
Hang your head in your shame
How did you travel to this place
Where everything that could have mattered
Takes another’s pride and name?

A husk on dry wind flying
My soul beats a bleak retreat
Nothing left to do or say
Death’s an antidote to trying
And some say its kiss is sweet
When there is no other way

Checkmate

Every move
Is into check now
King is caught

Queen fallen
Knights are bleeding out
All for nought

Lunacy
Rules the battlements
As it burns

Hopes ride out
On such brittle ground
None returns

Inevitability

Within the wood’s deep weave
Lies its individuality
The rules through which it grew
Are memories on show to see
And like this weave, its pattern here
Occurs once and yet again to me

What we sometimes call our choice
Is but a hope illusory
Our natures and our fates
Sing just inevitability
And this melody so strong and clear
Reflects such dark truth back to me

All the trials and tests I take
Like the patterns of an ancient tree
Lead me down required roads
To the narrowest of tributaries
To cliff tops waiting cruel and sheer
Where IΒ fall to only what is me

(c) Helen Valentina 2014, All Rights Reserved

About helenvalentina

Like most people, I have a number of sides to me. The most interesting one probably emerges through my writing, hence this blog. I love to read, and also to write, and so this is a way to share both.
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19 Responses to A Triptyche of Pain: Three interlinked poems

  1. This is very interesting. One thought (among many beautiful) caught my eye; “A husk on dry wind flying
    My soul beats a bleak retreat.” Such a description!!!

  2. Wow is right….but also I want to say that I am here if you need to chat. Email me if you like. I am praying for you my dear friend. Much love sent your way!!

    • Thank you dear sis…an email would be too long to write to explain where I am right now, but do know the offer means a lot and is like a light shining in an oppressively dark room . :). Xxxx

      • Well, please know that I am ALWAYS here for you whether email, phone call, skype or prayer if you need it. I will be praying daily for you as I always am. You are so dear to my heart, and always will be. I cannot be more sincere in my offer. Love you.

      • I know you are my dear friend. It is just too much for me to go into now, I don’t have the energy or heart. The poem is my best expression. We all have our dark night of the soul from time to time. Thank you again, your concern means a lot. Xxx

  3. Wow, wow, wow some of your best work inspired!

  4. Noora says:

    Powerful poetry, Helen!! Much love & light.

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