Dante’s Brush
It seeps in, a constant drip which bows the canvas of the psyche,
the weight of it finally permeating within, filling each crevice
Resilient but not invincible, she bowed to it, conceded to it, till,
from the strain, from the constant drip of it; she became flawed
Try as she might to return to former innocence, where anything
was possible, she was irreparably changed, distorted where straight
lines used to be, they curved into ugly places, blocking out her light
Never throw rocks at what seeped in; she tried to recall innocence
There are tears in the dark, while blocking out the voices, from a steady
drip of the subliminal messages; that her clean white canvas received
There are tears through the years, as clarity fades the truth of it, that
someone else spread the disease of it, steady drips, bowing her canvas
‘Hug your knees tightly, rest your hollow cheek upon them
Hold yourself lovingly, for you were not the artist of your chaos,
you did not turn on the tap to the dripping, which left you sodden
Comfort yourself with knowledge that you were a white unblemished
Canvas.’
Dante’s Fate
He licks at his wounds, this spurning wrath that grew within him, grinning
through gritted teeth, not quite a grin or a sneer; but rather contorted gestures
which would not leave his twisted face, spittle flying with each contemptuous
word he spoke; it laid heavy on the canvas of the psyche, seeping in, spreading
he cries in the dark for himself
never for her
he cries in the dark for himself
©Benda-Lee Ranta
About the Author
Brenda-Lee Ranta is an author/poet, who has been writing for 52 years. She is employed with her local police service for 20 years, looking forward to retirement where she can do what she loves best, write.
She shares her love of writing with her soul-mate, who is also a poet. She has been a contributor to three anthologies, ‘Imperfect Paths, Poetic Shadows and the newly released, Down the Rabbit Hole.’ She has two published books of prose, ‘Myriad of Perceptions and Allegories a Thirst for Connection,’ with CTU Publishing Group. She has an enormous love for the lyrical word, writing consumes her.
Visit Brenda-Lee’s Author Page At: www.ctupublishinggroup.com/brenda-lee-ranta-.html
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I am honored. Thank you so much !!
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A chilling rapport with the surrounding darkness, like a heavy veil, distorting our past.
Favorite Stanza;
There are tears in the dark, while blocking out the voices, from a steady
drip of the subliminal messages; that her clean white canvas received
There are tears through the years, as clarity fades the truth of it, that
someone else spread the disease of it, steady drips, bowing her canvas
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I thank you for your succinct understanding of its meaning. Blessings!
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