Poetry Monday: Loose Thread

I feel I am about to hang my dirty laundry out to dry! But, as promised, I had mentioned I might just share some of my own poetry in honor of National Poetry Month. What I find a little ironic is, my Blog-iversary is this week & I had planned way back when to use Along Comes Mary as a way to introduce the world to some of my work….look at that! Only took a year πŸ˜‰ Below is a piece I wrote inΒ a somewhat somber mood afew years back…I would love any & all input, & what you think! xo

Loose Thread, by Mary Lansing

Look at you a lil fair maiden
in such despair but step back from it all
and take a deep look:
Because who put you there?

It took so long to cut the thread
you would stare at it loose
on your favorite dress
then little by little
look at you girlfriend!

Gave the entire garb to a charity
faraway only to find it waiting
to rip you to shreds some more
downtown in a store you would never
be caught dead at.

Still your beloved
embracing it adoring it
letting it take over your frame
not caring that the flame is still
one-sided.

You wear it for him
the thread still loose
he eats you up he loves you
you are a star but then
you can hear the silence as he goes far away.

All that’s left are multiple threads unraveled
on the floor and wondering
why the hell you ever opened the door
to that downtown store.

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  1. MizMeliz

    April 8, 2013 at 10:50 pm

    That is awesome Mary!! So vivid and moving! Excellent!

    1. Along Comes Mary

      April 8, 2013 at 10:57 pm

      Thank you Melissa!!! I was going to ask you to check this out as you, too, are a poet!!! πŸ™‚

  2. MizMeliz

    April 8, 2013 at 10:51 pm

    Oh, and I love the picture!! I was there when!!

  3. krugthethinker

    April 11, 2013 at 11:18 pm

    I really liked your poem! Totally evocative and expressive πŸ™‚

    1. Along Comes Mary

      April 17, 2013 at 2:46 am

      Aw really?! Thanks πŸ™‚ xoxo

      1. krugthethinker

        April 17, 2013 at 6:01 am

        Yes! I feel like I’m not being very expressive at all, but I felt so sharply what you were describing!

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