the bread-crumb trail
as the world was waltzing by
on schmaltzy tunes of days
gone by
a bloodless calm overwhelmed
me
as I followed the
bread-crumb trail
and found a fallen angel -
its wings were ripped off
at first, I fed fear into my
heart -
unheralded was the return
of a bloodless anger of
defeat
against relentless demons -
only to realize, this is
where
I have died before
Jeanette Nel le Roux lives
in the tranquil town of Mossel Bay on the beautiful Garden Route in South
Africa since 1990. She is a real estate agent since 1976, divorced in
2007, has 3 daughters and a son. Jeanette's
home language is Afrikaans, but she writes in both English and Afrikaans.
She has a poetry group on Facebook called "Jeanette Nel le Roux
Poetry". Jeanette seriously started writing poetry when her
soulmate died in 2009. She is published in several poetry books, together
with other poets, but she will publish one of her own in the near future.
Jeanette,
ReplyDeleteA sad, but still beautiful poem. Welcome to Whispers!
Your new friend,
David Fox
Nice to see you here! A nice poem, a bit stark, but such is life! I enjoyed it.....
ReplyDeleteKen
Dear Jeanette,
ReplyDeleteIt is so good to see you already have two wonderful comments on your profound and thought-provoking poem. Welcome to Whispers! I hope you enjoy your time spent with us. Best wishes with all your writing endeavors.
Blessings,
Karen