Guilt
By J.A Weymouth
Day is like opening,
seeping a while not there
deep, thorough and momentless
it carries – stops/taken – the word is ever.
An unavoidable grasp sends
a wave to a shiver
as the memory curls
the motion blurs
a stain fixes itself
onto a translucent permanence.
It doesn’t care of the action.
& all of memory is divided and focused.
Parallel thoughts hinder it
& overwhelms.
The fist clenches as the eyes begin to stare.
That unknown triviality – frail like
but weighs against the mind and it
bemoans/shifts
Calming into a comatose state of denying
Let go.
thethickersense 
well done-letting go, the hardest thing to do but always the best choice.
You’re right about that. Thank you for commenting 🙂
Lovely. The dark tones are so prevalent, it really adds depth to the poem. I can almost feel the emotion guilt.
I especially love this “& all of memory is divided and focused.”. It’s a great turn of phrase, reminds me of a Donne sermon.
Thank you, I really appreciate the comment, it’s very insightful 🙂
BEautiful poem.. it has very deep set emotions.. 🙂
Thank you! I appreciate the comment 🙂
Your imagery is so evocative and I love your word choice. Especially the line
a stain fixes itself
onto a translucent permanence.
This gives off a strong mental image. So yes, right back at you, I enjoy reading you as well! 😀
Thank you! I’m glad that you’ve enjoyed reading it 🙂
An unavoidable grasp sends
a wave to a shiver
as the memory curls
the motion blurs
a stain fixes itself
onto a translucent permanence.
I love how you conveyed the emotions he in the poem. My favorite lines were the ones I posted above. The way guilt morphs and becomes permanent.
These lines are my favourite as well. Guilt can be quite penetrating and often leaves scars. Thank you for the comment! 🙂
How lovely – you have some great verbs working here, really driving each line. I especially lingered over the second stanza!
Thank you very much, glad you enjoyed reading :-]
I can “feel” your words. Thanks for visiting my site. I hope to read more of your work. I’ve been taping into my poetic side along with my photos recently.
Of course! And thank you as well 🙂
wise words well written
Thank you! 😀
Denial . . . yes, comatose, an apt description; *yet* . . . that sort of detachment is sometimes the only survival tactic that works in these places . . .
Very true. Guilt is a hard thing to “Let go” and sometimes it is the only way to deal with it. Sometimes “letting go” can help forget but when the memory returns, so do the feelings with it, and then it just becomes a vicious cycle. But that, I suppose is the nature of guilt…. hmm I’m rambling… thanks again for the comment 🙂
Hmmm. I absolutely love your diction in this piece.
Thank you 🙂
“An unavoidable grasp sends
a wave to a shiver
as the memory curls
the motion blurs
a stain fixes itself
onto a translucent permanence.”
I love how these words flow together. It feels like slow release into a deep memory. Or a fragment of what resides.