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Seeing Past the Skin on my Face
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Seeing Past the Skin on my Face |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania 
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Seeing Past the Skin on my Face Sometimes I can’t see past the skin on my face My thoughts are drawn inward to a deep haunted place My eyes are refusing to engrave what they see Beyond any space past the aura of me Uninvited events hit my haven of home Invading my mind, to the marrow of bone And now I am forced to consume and digest Unprincipled notions that bring me unrest Deceit is an enemy equal to none To tarnish the faith you entrusted someone I’m held prisoner of thought in a deep murky pond By a sorrowful face, which I can’t see beyond Please leave me alone in the harbor of thought In solitude’s vacuum where answers are sought Perhaps in my heart I will learn to forgive Past the skin on my face I’ll again learn to live Elizabeth Santos |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
I hope you don't mind if I interrupt your thoughts to say this is exquisite my friend ... incredibly well expressed. Forgiveness can indeed be a struggle some days, but what a release when it finally surfaces ... beautiful writing Liz.  Best wishes and take care, /Kit |
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doreen peri Member Elite
since 1999-05-25
Posts 3812Virginia |
quote: this entire piece is wonderful... these last two stanzas hit me especially hard... you are a fine writer, liz... your meter, rhythm, cadence, structure, theme... all of it... superior work! and the deceit thing? *sigh*.... how does one go about trusting again? it is something i believe we all have to deal with because human beings aren't perfect and we need to accept that sometimes we will experience being lied to... and you are right... forgiveness is the key.... it ain't easy... (((hugs)))... *sigh* |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
This is so profoundly superb, Elizabeth. What a foundation for a sermon. What a foundation for a self-help book. Are you will to share this? Like a copy for me and one for my pastor? The poem, IMHO, is crafted exquisitely...meter, everything that doreen said, truly! |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Kit, I didn't think anyone would like this poem, but for some reason you did. Thanks for your comments Doreen, Again, I am so surprised you liked this. Decept is very hurtful. And sometimes I get so mad about the way someone offended , that I can't think straight or see straight, so I put the Clorox in the fridge and the milk on the shelf, and find objects in my hand that I don't remember picking up, I'm so deep into the thought and the pain of being violated, a can't remember what I just did or what I'm supposed to do next. Of course this is normal for me, but I'm sure everyone has at one time put the Clorox in the fridge. Anyway , thank you for your generous comments Vas , thank you and of course you and your pastor may use it. I appreciate your comments Liz |
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Denise
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-08-22
Posts 22648 |
You've described it to a tee, Elizabeth. It surely can be a struggle. Relax and give yourself the time to heal. It won't happen in a day, maybe not even in a year, completely, but it will come. HUGS Denise |
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Janet Marie Member Laureate
since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554 |
Sometimes I can’t see past the skin on my face My thoughts are drawn inward to a deep haunted place My eyes are refusing to engrave what they see Beyond any space past the aura of me Uninvited events hit my haven of home Invading my mind, to the marrow of bone And now I am forced to consume and digest Unprincipled notions that bring me unrest ===================== why didnt you think anyone would like this? cuz its on the dark and angry side? we cant always write rainbows and butterflies.. and I for one like a "dark" write ... we all have these emotions at one time and they need to be expressed and purged as well. your cadence and meter are an added bonus. oh and btw ... the other day ... my daughter found the butter tub in the spice cabinet... and the sugar bowl in the fridge.. OF COURSE .. I didnt do it  When to the sessions of sweet silent thought, I summon up remembrance of things past ... I sigh the lack of many a thing I sought. ~Shakespeare~ |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
I'm so very glad my Clorox is down in the basement, because if it ended up in the 'frig...I'd've poured it into a glass...simply from lack of thinking because of my many other thoughts... ahem... Lady Santos...very telling write...and why I admire you so! You are in my prayers to look beyond that next hill that is before you...and somehow, somehow, I know you will be graced with the wings to crest and overcome it... well done! [This message has been edited by Sunshine (edited 01-21-2001).] |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Denise, I'm back to normal, I just have a day like that once in a while, not often Thanks for caring JM, Take the sugar out of the fridge and make me some coffe, and butter me some toast! Your making me hungry. better get some breakfast to start out this beautiful snowy day. I'm glad you like the poem Thanks for your comments Liz Liz |
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Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
Karilea, Sometimes forgiveness is the hardest thing in the world. With time, I will come to that, I'm sure. Thank you Liz |
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hoot_owl_rn Member Patricius
since 1999-07-05
Posts 10750Glen Hope, PA USA |
Sometimes it's not easy to forgive and to put bygones aside...but there is no greater gift that you could give someone than the gift of your forgiveness ~ Ruth www.angelfire.com/pa/OriginalMinds/index.html |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
How could anyone not like this? The rhymes, the format, the flow... they're perfect. And no matter how much we wish you weren't having to deal with this, the anger and pain are something we can all identify with. Superb poem... and LOL at misplaced items... I'm glad I'm not alone! *G* |
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Wilfred Yeats Member Elite
since 2000-08-04
Posts 2704Wilmington, Delaware |
Remember only you can allow yourself to be violated - the sin belongs to the deceiver That said - this poem is beautifully crafted - and forgive preacher Bill if you can |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
I had to read this and print it out. The flow of course, is excellent but the message gives a new perspective. Something in us humans I believe clings to hope. Maybe that is so we continue to live. Kathleen |
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Mark Bohannan Member Rara Avis
since 2000-06-21
Posts 7269In the winds of Cherokee song |
I am still trying to get past the mastery of this poem and then I read one of your replies that you didn't think anyone would like this one. I am stunned. This was done so superbly and in the fashion of which all of your poems are. The technical sides of it are of course perfect but the emotions are very deafening. You pen your heart out in this one and it shows with the same power as do all of your other works. I bow to your excellence once again. |
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