Rejection’s Hand

Celestial Dust by Michele Fraichard

Rejection’s Hand

Crippling snare grabbed digits,
pulling into despair.
Fear tore a racing heart,
shaking at dangling illusions.

Quaking in throngs,
clasping eyes shut,
hiding pieces – desperately,
no soul cracking this shell.

Tapping, agitating fingers,
coaxing fragile flesh.
Splitting a cowardly heart,
hand held out to hold.

With a thrust,
filled with gasp,
charging flared eyes,
staring into its palm.

Evoked gaze to attached arms,
gripping unto death,
erupting —
facing fear’s call.

Shackles clinked,
blooming extremities,
finger nail scars,
watching expectations fly away.

Dancing feet,
freedom sounds,
rejection’s hand crumbling,
dispersed, cast into the abyss.

Washed by waterfalls,
of acceptance.
Tired soul raised,
basking in self-reliance.


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Sharing the twistings, and musings that twirl in my mind. Hoping others can relate, or at least enjoy... To know more about me personally you can visit my website at Mind Retrofit.
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5 Responses to Rejection’s Hand

  1. David says:

    Your writing is just packed with imagery…I love it

  2. Michele says:

    Such a powerful piece David – fear, pain, anticipation, release – you take it through the whole thing and out the other side. Thank you for complimenting my artwork with your words.

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