Poetry

A SYNONYM.

She welcomed me at a chilly doorstep.

I was weary and luminous with enervation.

Leaving home for her suggested a joke.

Her breathes were cold over my shoulder when she said

“This could be Home, you know”

I nodded slowly, and in a second

The wind pulled me to a sickly bed.

Every morning greeted me with heavy lungs, shortened breathes.

Pain- stricken, I wrote to her “MA, I am learning to breathe”

She laughed.

And wrote me a song with frozen lyrics.

I chewed on them with courage, defiance and then, regret.

“Give me a Dictionary” my frail attempt to talk

For what?”

“To find a synonym for Home”

She brought a map instead, and I spat at it acidly.

I sank into my cold bed to mourn.

Till she let visitors in

To fan the warmth in me.

I fell into their darkly beauty and resonating accent.

Picked funny verses from their songs and moved my legs to learn their steps.

She was kinder now  “Can I make these stories an Art on your skin?”

“No” and I turned over.

Her name is Jos.

And this story continues…

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12 comments

Daniel Olemrabe Kelly June 5, 2019 at 7:08 am

Wow!
This is classic.
Come to talk of it did you just decline her offer to make the story an Art on your Skin?
Looking forward to the next edition.

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Debby Keys June 5, 2019 at 8:15 pm

Of course I declined the offer, on my skin keh? 😂
Well, this story continues!

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Nonso Ndubuisi June 5, 2019 at 8:21 am

Wow! My first time here, and it was worth the visit. ☺
Thanks Debby for this beautiful piece. It’s like coffee for my day.

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Debby Keys June 5, 2019 at 8:14 pm

Aww, I hope you remain a regular visitor, Papa 💞
And I’m glad this formed part of your day!

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Beverly Asi June 5, 2019 at 9:54 am

Wow! I didn’t see that coming. This is a beautiful piece, a smart pull. Nice one Debby

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Debby Keys June 5, 2019 at 8:13 pm

Thank you Beverly for reading 💞
It means a lot!

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Gottfried June 6, 2019 at 6:33 am

Really interesting piece.

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Debby Keys June 6, 2019 at 7:09 am

Thank you, Moh💞

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davesherlocknaniblinks June 8, 2019 at 3:44 pm

.., weary and luminous with enervation, such juxtaposition. I bet she taught you some nice lessons. Jos.
Let the lines keep flowing.

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Debby Keys June 10, 2019 at 1:53 pm

Thank you, Dave 💞
And yes, the lessons keep coming…

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Mr.Obeezy June 22, 2019 at 5:18 pm

Beautiful

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Debby Keys October 26, 2019 at 9:56 pm

💞💞

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