Amanda Whitener
Response
Siobhan
By Val Bonney
Inspiration piece
I watched the fire dying;
her flaming red heart
smothered
by a blanket of conformity,
mediocrity
and shame.
I prayed for it to re-ignite
but her embers cooled to ash.
I saw the mountain crumbling;
her body torn down,
ravaged
by the acid rain of disapproval,
criticism,
hurt.
I prayed that it could be rebuilt
but her bedrock was destroyed.
I felt the snow cap melting;
her cool intelligence
dissolved
by tepid words of condescension,
artifice
and spite.
I prayed it would solidify again
but her mind
drip
drip
drip
drizzled away.
I knew the mist would dissipate;
a matter of time before
her elusive spirit
flew
to where it could not be contained,
contaminated,
lost.
I pray wherever she abides
she’s in her element.
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2 Comments
Another heart-touching collaboration – thank you both.
My heart goes out to Siobhan – that crushing of a spirit that happens all too often in our youth, and which takes us a lifetime to rise above. Amanda’s picture captures the pensive, wistfulness as her spirit struggles to free itself from the weight of her past experiences. Beautiful.