When will these invisible armies recede?
These murders, these lichen-gripped cenotaphs
My neighbors, my brothers will you dismiss me?
Feast on my currency, on the enamel that holds my heart
That candied apple, will you tear away
The sweetened plastic sheath and disregard
The grainy flesh underneath?
Do your eyes follow the slope of my breasts?
The slope of my breath as it escalates in plain sight?
Will you step on my bones,
Rip the nuance from my smile and if the mold
Cannot be made to shelter will you break me?
What a terrible crunch the soul makes.
I do not need to be a miracle rising again
A new woman for every trend and occasion.
I do not need your idols, your face, your laws
Your prejudice I know who I am
So why must you root me out and say
That I am not fine, not sane, not prosperous
When it’s your mirror that breaks.
Why must I apologize when I have lived gently
Despite the cradle of your violence
Despite your persistence, always turning,
To forgive is a miracle, to forgive is a hex.
mindlovemisery 
The point of view in this work is outstanding for it makes the poem not only intimate to the reader but dynamic and compelling. First rate – Kudos!
My best to you
john
‘What a terrible crunch the soul makes’ This is such a powerful line for me Yves. Excellent use of the words. Did you mean the repetition of forgive in the final line?
Thank you so much Michael, I did in this case but thanks for pointing it out because I do end up with some rather bizarre typos and need all the help I can get in finding them lol
two lines really stood out to me…the crunch of the soul….it adds texture and sound…also the contrast of the two forgiveness comparisons there in the end…
Thank you so much Brian!
There are some very interesting images here – and for what I personally perceive – I’m hearing sounds as I read your words – in companionship to them – which is an entirely new experience for me. It’s beautiful and powerful – very provocative! Well done Yves 😀
Thank you the more senses I can incorporate the better
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Awww thank you so much XD
Wonderful poem, very fluid !! I want to be myself, but I have not found yet, keep looking!
Thanks so much Leovi, we spend our whole lives figuring that out
It’s powerful writing, Yves.
Thanks Neeraj!
“I do not need to be a miracle rising again
A new woman for every trend and occasion.”
So many great lines. But I can identify with those because I was never one to fit into anyone else’s molds. Thanks for the new word!
Me either Jules, me either. I am always happy to share words honestly creating these wordles I also learn some new words
🙂
Wow … loved this challenging tone … the anger at a manipulating world … Bravo!
Thanks Georgia!
Welcome indeed!
Wow. This is phenomenal:
“Will you step on my bones,
Rip the nuance from my smile”
“if the mold
Cannot be made to shelter will you break me?”
“To forgive is a miracle, to forgive is a hex.”
Thank you so much Shawna!