FANTASMA.

FANTASMA.

A Poem by Emunah June.








i mourn my tongue,
for it bounces off pains
that were never yours
to carry.

sweet autumn eyes,
how i could scribe you a song
in the blooms of spring
and thundering summer rains

all my days
and all my nights!

how i could trace
your collarbones 
dipped in winter moonlight
and gentle sighing.

how i could convince
any stranger's crowd 
you are glimmering gold
wrapped in flesh and bone.

and how i find the joy
in doing just so!

but speaking of gold
with a silver mouth
and a bronzed pen 
means nothing

if i cannot convince
you too.

you drown in the tears
i shed ; a gift
bestowed by others
but ever your burden.

you reach for my face
but find no solace
in my reflection.

a broken woman.
a demigod man.

i am afraid to sing
your siren song
and find you gone
from all my wreckage.

and yet -- 
ever still -- 
i would not blame your
search for sanctuary.







© 2025 Emunah June.


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You have a wonderful gift. The stanza where you reference the metals that define the Olympic medals is my favorite.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


Emunah, lately I have found myself searching for you, searching for clues as to what is going on in your life, in the lines of your poetry. Probably I should stop, just enjoy the read. As usual, there is much here to like.I love the lines: but speaking of gold….with a silver mouth….and a bronzed pen….means nothing. The collarbones stanza is beautiful and evocative. It hurt to read this as it seems to describe a relationship falling apart and the narrator seems to be putting so much of the fault upon herself, in almost every stanza from “pains that were never yours to carry” to “ever your burden” “no solace in my reflection” “ gone from all my wreckage” to “ I would not blame your search for sanctuary.” To the extent you may be writing of your own life, I hope the writing helps, and hope you know you have friends here reading your words.MSB

Posted 2 Months Ago


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Your Autumn eyed man sounds a little in-human, like a bit of an effigy, or an icon - I'm not sure if it's possible for anyone to live up to those expectations, though I'm sure he'd appreciate your honoring him so.

In my experience, good men are a lot like good women - with the same brokenness, the same hopes and aspirations, the same deep desire not to have to navigate the world alone. From what I've seen, it's when those jigsaw edges can be reassembled - when they fit together with some degree of simpatico - that love can ignite and weld those seams into place.

When this happens, the other person becomes a bit of a savior to us, and it's tragically easy to inflate our idea of that person so as to better occupy a place within the narratives of our lives.

Often, they are just as human, just as flawed - albeit, their love for what we ourselves resent can feel miraculous, given that we've never been taught to look otherwise.

Anyways, I do like the last stanza - sanctuary is an often under-appreciated commodity, and I can definitely relate to the impetus in searching for it.

Gorgeous, as always.





Posted 2 Months Ago


This poem begins with many accolades about him... and as you scribe. it seems as if he is not the man for you....you recognize his faults....but not right away....first it is portrayed as if he is is the perfect lover, but then you realize he is not the person you thought he was...he cannot find what he desires in her..."you drown in the tears I shed".....she self blames for the pain that he must carry as well...a very emotional piece...back and forth with glimmers of sadness...
Warmly, B

Posted 2 Months Ago


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☆ emunah june ☆ she/her (female) ☆ twenty-nine years young ☆ behavioral health ☆ married (est. may 12th, 2025) ☆ poetry, short stories, future novels. ☆.. more..