Withdrawal

Published by

Simona Prilogan

8th Jun 2023

Thrilled to have another poem published at Gobblers&Masticadores. Heartiest thanks to wonderful Manuela for her warm credit!

Gobblers by Masticadores

by Simona Prilogan

Hot summers – I was digging – like my ancients were turning the land, Having as strength that motion of heart called love. Warm air winding my face, never time to rest, Yet I was digging, bringing out from the ground The sweet white potatoes, and few practical questions of life. Never look back, past is past. I lost my track in new family advice. You better behave and do what is asked by your man. So, I was digging… my own withdrawal, A sort of tricky escape for my shattered mind, Feeding my dreams with a golden, illusional light. Rinsing the boiling mud, my eyes sparked from the past, Like waters are carrying rich, strong memories of time, Flowing their freedom, beneath the yellow summer sun, Craft your luck with your hand. Digging the land ‘Till hot seasons burnt the skin, let alone in the wrath…

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inaloveworld

9th Jun 2023

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I’m Simona

One day, I tumbled from a tiny star called Dream and landed in a cup of Hope, just beyond the zone of hard work, where daily wishes meet reality.

I’ve always dreamed of visiting Antarctica, though I haven’t made it there yet! Until then, I journey through the intricate landscapes of the human body in my work at the hospital, tracking the unseen stories of cells.

When I step outside my comfort zone, you might find me on a train to Eastbourne, Matlock, or Canterbury, breathing in the fresh air and gathering inspiration. I return with pockets full of poetic ideas, though time rarely lets me write them all down.

London’s endless rainy days often set the stage for my impromptu singing performances on my way to work. I love dancing too, especially the waltz, though I’m a bit too shy to twirl in the rain.

I have a soft spot for pasta, coffee, chocolate, and a good laugh. Politics might elude me, but the human soul does not. And if there’s one thing I believe in, it’s this: Love is our strongest emotion, survival instinct, and essential need.