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BLOOM: ( and other love poems )
BLOOM: ( and other love poems )
BLOOM: ( and other love poems )
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BLOOM: ( and other love poems )

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BLOOM is a confessional poetry and prose collection about the various forms of love and heartbreak.

Depicting how one grows with time, it details a journey of introspection and healing, u

LanguageEnglish
PublisherShauna LeGros
Release dateApr 5, 2023
ISBN9781738795802
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    BLOOM - Shauna LeGros

    Content Warning:

    Use of bloody imagery for the sake of metaphor.

    Implications of abuse.

    References to drug and alcohol use.

    Religious themes throughout.

    To the muses, wherever you may be.

    Contents:

    I. Sweet Pea Seeds

    White Rabbit

    The Martian

    Michael

    II. Metamorphosis

    The Fox

    A Ship Called Ardour

    III. Bloom

    Northern Mockingbird

    Adam

    Bloom

    Serena

    I.

    Sweet Pea Seeds

    There is no rhyme or meter here.

    Only chaos and shades of blue.

    A cacophony of sounds and feelings.

    Clashing teeth, a heart that doesn't want to beat,

    And how you force it to.

    1

    A tube that I see on the bed,

    the wire leading somewhere I am afraid to look.

    I have never been close to her,

    I barely knew who she was but...

    Her hands, which are still swollen.

    Fingernails filthy and haphazardly severed,

    scratching at her scabs and caked in blood.

    You can still see where her wedding band lay on

    her ring finger,

    though it has long since been cut.

    Her hands, which look just like my hands.

    It is like gazing into the future.

    Seeing myself in a hospital bed,

    too dazed to remember the faces of my daughters,

    the love of my son.

    If the weight of my sin is worth living on.

    Am I guilty for being part of her?

    Or is she guilty by being a part of me?

    These are the questions

    I will never have answered.

    And I wish

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