Toxic by Kim Whysall-Hammond (Friday Night Poetry Corner #264)

Good evening and welcome, welcome to another Friday Night Poetry Corner. This week a fantastic poet, Kim Whysall-Hammond has honored us with an amazing work of writing. Her poem called “Toxic” might have you think a certain way when you finish it.

…and I strongly advise you to finish it 🙂

“virulent suffering” Graphic design by myself

The Cheesesellers Wife

I’m so tall, I’m so tall
Yet you raised me to be so small

As waves wash an uncaring shore
So I would wash you with my love

As they caress rocks and pebbles
I used to kiss your uncaring cheek

Waited with the patience of waves
For you to regard me

To see the woman I had become
As someone you could be proud of

That tide went out years ago
I now walk a different shore

I’m so tall, I’m so tall
Yet you raised me to be so small

Copyright © 2021 Kim Whysall-Hammond

Misquote in italics from Living on the Ceiling by Neil Arthur and Stephen Alfred Luscombe

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