"moldovan" poems
The Umbilical cord is cut upon .... first breath.
Separating us from mother;
Pushing us to thrive in a manner outside...
Maternal internal cannibalistic vampirism.
Circumcised upon ****** classification.
Separating us from father;
Peeling away the skin,
Exposing the core of the apple.
Hair is pruned.
Separating us from the psyche;
Leaving us in the dark,
Like a shadow without a heart.
Held up by our foot.
Strung like a pretzel;
Smacked by the tune of historical blood,
Claiming degrees of separation.
We deny...
We are
(Mother and Father...
God and Devil....
Creator, Perpetrator,
Anti-Violator and Master Manipulator.)
Adam, Eve, Snake and Apple.
--Marie Moldovan ©️ 2020
Dec 30, 2020
Dec 30, 2020 at 1:00 AM UTC
Head smacked
With an abrupt thwack.
Nose aggressively shoved in the corner;
Followed by the crazed rant
Of an old school rhymer;
Unaware their current act....chant....
in the Future be court docket tabled....
Labled...
And designated a "child abuse" crime:
Breaking news at prime time
"How dare you speak to me?
Didn't your mother...
Or father teach you proper manners?
Look here, look listen! Directly into my eyes see!
So... I may know you understand clearly.
Little girls (and boys) are to be 'seen and not heard.'
You disrespectful ****
" thwackity thwack"
A hard double hit reverberates
(Emotionally terminates)
As a forceful chalked blue
Cue
Smacks...
Cracks...
The backside of the child's red
Pigtailed Head
(Thrusting it forward in an eight ball call shot
Designated for the left corner wall slot).
Nose banking the wall with a hard ******
Dripping blood
(In full crimson flood),
Invading her mouth with copper waste
(Mixed in with the salty taste
Of tears falling in silent haste).
Destined to dry with a tinge of rust
and crust.
Followed by a loss of parental guidance trust.
Daring not a single peep--
In weep.
The child covers her bloodied mouth
(With trembling hands)--
Muffling emotional cries at an alarming rate--
(In a fearful state),
Dreading a forced follow foul stroke:
That a single sound could provoke.
Contemplating her prelection:
In extreme sudation.
She wondered why her mother....
Father..
Encouraged her ranting chatter
And told her that all questions matter?
Didn't they know that bubbly banter...
Chatter...
Would cause her
Disciplinary stature
(Possible nose fracture)
And a guaranteed position in the corner
(Under the care of an old timing
Rhyming....
Bitter....
Head splitting
Sitter)?
Marie Moldovan ©️ 2021
Jan 3, 2021
Jan 3, 2021 at 4:49 PM UTC
Emotion bottled and shaken
to the point of explosion,
Risking a state of total destruction
With the simple rising of a raging white cap,
Twisted by the stormy hands of inner turmoil.
Slapping waves of reaction
Against mountains of addictive distraction,
Causing one an internal Mexican standoff,
Presenting a decision, diamond in the rough:
Raise the white flag of resistance.
Offer yourself some relief assistance,
Breathing in a meditative manner,
Setting a slow releasing standard,
Steadily releasing emotional pressure
In a controlled state of measure;
Or
Find yourself dead on the floor,
Having exploded in an internal combustive roar,
Because you fought to hold in the building Pressure.
Attempted cognitive deconstruction,
Neglected yourself thriving construction,
Fearing your own atomic reaction
to the explosive emotional canter.
Either choice resulting in emotional disruption...
Eruption,
But only one in total annihilation.
-Marie Moldovan ©️ 2020
Dec 30, 2020
Dec 30, 2020 at 1:04 AM UTC