Gemini by Elaine Waddell ⋆ Eve Poetry ⋆ Poetry Feature ⋆

Gemini by Elaine Waddell

Walls cradled her
and I found her here
crying
through broken eyes
A cane rolling 
white 
into the middle of a black linoleum floor

Alone she was
When she was
clawing her way back into almost black
But informed,
not even the shadows will spare her

I leaned against the door

And standing across from her
I cried too
Yet felt like the hunter
watching blood drain from a deer in Winter

I stayed until Spring.
I wonder if she knew.

Elaine Waddell

Hi, my name is Elaine. I’m a lover and creator of both poetry and abstract art. I have been writing for almost 20 years and feel that Pen to Paper is an almost cleansing of my soul.

I often write after the fact… reflecting and hoping that I will feel relief from the conflict deep within me. I sometimes do, I sometimes not. And that’s ok. I grow, nonetheless.

I hope my words touch you, or at least make you question. And if you find yourself curious, I’m on Instagram, where there is more sharing of my soul (oh and of my cats too): @elaine.waddell.art

Oh, by the way! I’m nearing completion of my dusty manuscript. A little book I’m going to self-publish and sell through Amazon. A collection of my favorite poetry and paintings that I made over the past 15 years.
Watch out for it… Overhearing the Heart. Thank you. (My website will be released again once updated).

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