Stripped, a poem by Fotoula Reynolds at Spillwords.com

Stripped

Stripped

written by: Fotoula Reynolds

 

He broke into her silence
Without permission
Tearing down her
Cupboard doors
That held inside
All that she was
Nightmarish thoughts
No longer a decorated
Life filled with flowers
And lipstick caddies
Her voice hid for months
The lights were turned off
She locked the doors and
Windows to her heart
And threw the key into
The bottom of the river
Where her happiness lies and
Her mind now lives in the
Back of someone else’s closet

The morning sun kissed her
Eyelids the day she met
Her fate with treachery
But the sun can’t stop a storm
And the tree can’t stop an axe
Blame weighs heavy on the chest
She carried the guilt far too long
So after years of torrential rain
She lets truth and sunlight in
She is a survivor of monsters
Who stole her soul and crushed it
It took all her brokenness and
All her lioness strength
To reclaim her spirit and to
Refill her cupboards with
Angelic hands and loving ingredients

Today, she wears her ruby lipstick
Opens her windows and invites
The air in and fills her vase with
The flowers of a pure and golden life
But there will be no space for him
There will be no welcome mat

Fotoula Reynolds

Fotoula Reynolds

Fotoula Reynolds is a writer of poetry, born in Australia of Greek heritage. She lives in the Dandenong Ranges in Southern Australia and finds inspiration in the nature that surrounds her. She convenes a poetry reading group at the local pub called Poetry in the Hills. In the short time she has lived there she has grown creatively within a very inclusive arts community and has produced three poetry collections including: The Sanctuary of My Garden, Silhouettes and Along the Macadam Road. She is published in four Australian anthologies and is a 2019 Pushcart Prize nominee.
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