oblivious to the facts
knowing is not doing
hidden in the pudding
candid truth
the head seeking
the spacious belly
perfect place to hide
all worried thoughts
nom nom nom
sugary and fatty food
love handles tell
never ending story
craving more
unsatisfied not enough
the body shape growing
new size old mind
the mirror yields
the hangdog look
blank stare
into the portal
deep under
fluffy layers
the truth shackled
ready to rupture
enigmatic
glass ceiling
shattered into
tiny shards
They walked
in to this era
boldly
earlier led by
Him — while She
stood behind
unheard
misunderstood
silently choking
suddenly
change of colors
a rainbow
books rewritten
history became
Their-story
Her place
forgotten
His forsaken
unified
turned into
Theirs
the cabriolet was waiting
it was a late morning
after the wedding
time to sober up
the plan was to head north
to the checkpoints
then through them
into the land of opportunities
in the warm shower
she made the decision
it was time to put her life
into her own hands
her dreams awaited
on the other side
of the border
she jumped into the car
and only then
a sudden jolt
she woke up
sweating
still single
Poem written with the photo prompt as part of the Writer’s Unite! June challenge.
Images are free use—Image from Pixabay
Thank you for stopping by…
initially
contempt
the news
penetrating
the internet
all the way
down
—
new
reality
seeped through
to the top
the perfect
storm
unraveled
180 turn
in taste
for charged
transport
Poem ‘Driven’ read by the author.
