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Without you
My soul lies
An inner
Pompeii
Frozen
In time
Mounds
And
Mounds
Of fallen
Ash and
Century old
Magma
Weigh
Down
Inside me
What
Could have
Been
Should have
Been
Would have
Been
Alive and
Thriving
A volcano
Of love
Our volcano
Erupting
From us
Molten
Pleasure
Our very own
Carnal Pompeii.
So come back
To me
Bury me
With the
Contents
Of your core
Be my
Vesuvius
And leave me
Nevermore!
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About the Creator
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Sam Harty is a poet of raw truth and quiet rebellion. Author of Lost Love Volumes I & II and The Lost Little Series, her work confronts heartbreak, trauma, and survival with fierce honesty and lyrical depth. Where to find me
Comments (7)
Oh that is so heart-breaking and real, I can feel the weight of ash. Brought a tear to my eye. So well done.
This is so beautiful. I love how you sustained the Pompeii imagery throughout the entire poem. It’s fiery and eruptive yet also quiet and peaceful, like the historic echoes of the ruins of Pompeii. Well done.
Ohhhh I really like this one, the pacing, the rhythm, the connection on multiple levels
so pure
Ocean, Immortality, Mummy, Sinking, Pompeii and Misery are my favorite poems. I wrote them during some of the worst times of my life. Both of the books have written are all about Lost Love. It's my greatest expertise...
What a visceral, and haunting analogy. I have been to Vesuvius and Pompeii and petrified love is a perfect way to pull this together!
I love the imagery you used in this, Sam.