in madness and sorrow turn from the depths, child, and bathe your face in sweet light let the current be your baptism instead of your death emerge clean, shining know this darkness is not forever beyond shadow, there is always light for one does not exist without the other give the river your sadness but not your soul your beauty is needed here your joy brings joy to others an ending means a new beginning but not this kind of end there is more for you here than what one man could take away let another you come forth stronger reforged glistening make the water your mirror what do you see, when you search for yourself there? Broken Broken Brother night, take me - Let me feel the coolness Of your hands on my fevered skin Sweet darkness - Drop your midnight veil The harsh light of the sun Burns my eyes Sears my lungs Scalds my heart Pour on me the countless raindrops That become the flood Let darkmoon silence Hum in my ears a mute ritual Float me womblike in Comfortable ebony air My lacquered bones holding No weight Glass splinters Prickle my stomach Pierce my skin I pull them out one by one Careful not to spill my own blood; watch The glitter spread on towels Mind my step Crushed hearts are sharp when Only stars light the way Each shard wet with the broken promise Of an empty vessel For Leonard; You Freed Me Someone else brought your words to me, but I was mesmerized from the start. Who was this stranger who seemed to know all my secrets? Where had you been, on those endless nights I needed to feel less alone? Where were you when everything I wanted to say was choking me, and the wellspring threatened to drown the flame that burned behind the bushel of my heart? No matter. A rare gift, pulled from a shelf with a quiet hallelujah and my life was never the same again. The world needed beauty and dignity and quiet strength, and so did I. You gave me hope; showed me the beauty in my cracks and taught me how to love my damage. Poems from Amanda McLeod in Fevers of the Mind Issue 1 (2019) “Inclimental Anger” “Day With Perfect Storm” “Anchor” “You Are My Sun, Except When I Am Storm”
I enjoyed these intense poems. Thank you for sharing.
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