NaPoWriMo 4/13/09

frustration
deeply rooted

grows from the spiteful seed
of regrets and broken dreams

feeds on the built-up bullshit
of daily life and unspent anger

blooms rot-stinking flowers
whose fragrance fragments future hopes

bears poisonous fruit
that despoils the soul

left untended, left ignored
branches and bifurcates

left unchecked, left to fester
chokes the mind’s garden

leaving nothing but wreckage
and death


©2009-Art Belliveau