YISHEINU.

a silver tongue 

with flowing wallet

and baby blues

with frozen edges ;

poison words

with slurred apologies

clenched fists 

of knives and gold.

perfection behind curtains

drenched in blood

swallowed in mucus.

they host the fallen

clipped wings and charming gazes

under deadbolt skies

grey lips ; stained hands.

the broken altar

bleeding sacrifices of silence

they see us

behind every frosted mirror

and then choose to pretend

they don't.

Author's Note

So this is a little more personal than the practice poem I posted last week. I've been struggling with a breakup that has left me with more questions than answers, and has exposed me to alot of religious based tramua. While my faith in Hashem is not shaken, my faith in the followers sure is.

Neutrality does not exist in situations of abuse.
Please don't be afraid to reach out for help if you need it.

I will more than likely write about this same topic from different angles later on, but for now, enjoy this! Please give me any feedback you can...it has been a bit since Ive really sat down and decided to write seriously, so anything you can give me, I appreciate.

Reviews

[Einstein Noodle]

powerful in it's painful expression ... I'm glad you included your Author's Note ... this could apply to any and all silver tongued abusers ... religious, political, a neighbor even ... I'm sorry for your pain but glad you wrote about it ... I searched the meaning of Yisheinu but could not find it ... your poem came up but not a definition ... would you enlighten me? thank you for the friend request and I feel honored to connect and keep reading your stuff.... right here at the Cafe` :)
E.

[S€H@J]

Im out of words for thy work
It's elegant it's holy it's natural and yet delivers a blow straight to heart
Amen

[Emunah June.]

I sincerely appreciate the review, it means alot to me! Im hoping to make more of a habit of getting back into my writing, so this is excellent motivation. Thank you!