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serenity blaze
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0 posted 2003-04-27 05:53 AM


pressure
flat palm on the wound
make the blood stop
spurting scream
take two sides
and force a knit
by human will
of this can't be...
talk in murmer
slow slide sweet
measure breath
and low heart beat
kiss the sweat
between the brow
and drop a few
betraying truth
of the knowledge
that control
is now beyond my hands...

Take the ache of dark meat shine
sliced as if the butcher grinned
a bandage splayed, (a butterfly?)
holding skin to skin to mend
as the juices red rejoice
and quicken as the well-planned plot,
an argument is thickening
and skin is just the truth in clot
trauma troubles
palette hues
one bad mix
can haunt a bruise
yellows sicken
into green
and edge the stain
of yesterday
in silent words of inbetween
with the berry reds of puce.

There are things
that once disturbed
will never break
the rings of word
drifting from a rock in toss
circles widen to the shore--
wavering timidity--
gravely digging graves
I swore
circles would not be confound--
I cannot still the waves of this...

Take this herb and willow leaf--
chew the bark for some relief.
I'll hold the sides together--thus--
and curse my words--so sharp, they cut...

I will pray we are both healed.

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Sunnyone
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1 posted 2003-04-27 06:42 AM


oh, this is such a tremendous write! So many times I've wished that I could heal the damage my words had done.  I appreciated this piece, and applaud you for it's content!

Accept these small gifts from my gypsy heart  ~~S~~

littlewing
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2 posted 2003-04-27 06:46 AM


Good Lord Woman!

how you took a wound and a bruise
and the changing of its colors . . .
the gash . . .
the rings in the water . . .
amazing how you make me see through
your eyes . . .
xxoo

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3 posted 2003-04-27 07:59 AM


A reflection of the healers' art
is the length and breadth of evidence
The cicatrix...


~yeti

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4 posted 2003-04-27 10:02 AM


My goodness Karen....this write made me wince in vivid memory I had hidden. Well done. Bless you. Chris

"Hope" is the thing with feathers-
that perches in the soul....
                  
                       -Emily Dickinson

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5 posted 2003-04-27 10:21 AM


I went back to pick a line or two that would best illustrate what I'd like to say about the strength and originality of the imagery in this poem -- and failed. And it seems silly to copy and paste the whole thing; there's no high point where every line is a high point.

This is a fine outing -- the subject is painful but the poem sure isn't!

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Startime55
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6 posted 2003-04-27 10:30 AM


Oh my gosh...words can cut so deeply and leave a wound that takes a long time to heal...My heart was touched by this poem...I pray, also, that both are healed....

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7 posted 2003-04-27 10:35 AM


Karen, like Ed said, I also didn't want to quote the whole poem. Even though it brought back  many, many painful  memories, it was a really good write.

There are things
that once disturbed
will never break
the rings of word
drifting from a rock in toss
circles widen to the shore--
wavering timidity--
gravely digging graves
I swore
circles would not be confound--
I cannot still the waves of this...

Take this herb and willow leaf--
chew the bark for some relief.
I'll hold the sides together--thus--
and curse my words--so sharp, they cut...

I will pray we are both healed.



This part, though, I wished many times before my husband died. Once those words (and other abuse) are said and done, it cannot be taken back. And, it lives with you (me), even though you (I) try so hard to forget it all and wipe it out of mind completely. Maybe time does help things to heal. I certainly do hope so, for myself and others...and you, too, sweet friend, if these writes are from your own personal experiences.

K, I never mean to get so long-winded in my replies, but if I ever get started in my replies to your poetry, I seem to go on and on. They just touch me so deeply. And, I also want you to know that I really do understand
Hugs to you, sweet friend     
Ethel

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8 posted 2003-04-27 11:12 AM


Keeping this one, Karen, for my medicine shelf.
Unbelievable imagery. Hurting and soothing all wrapped up into one.

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9 posted 2003-04-27 12:28 PM


there are things that our forgiveness are unworthy of...h
Aenimal
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10 posted 2003-04-27 12:41 PM


Brilliant write healer
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11 posted 2003-04-27 01:04 PM


amazing....
oh my......

breathless hug

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12 posted 2003-04-27 02:54 PM


I cannot still the waves of this...
    

Why is it we can seem to write so much better in pain? I hate to even equate this write to levels of pain, as it is excellent.  If that were the case, it would mean you are beyond being a strong lady.  Karen, you are SO talented, and I wish you would believe that!  I can't even pick any other line as to dissect this more than I did would be criminal.


Carpe' Diem


[This message has been edited by Mysteria (04-27-2003 02:58 PM).]

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13 posted 2003-04-27 09:49 PM


quote:
a bandage splayed, (a butterfly?)
holding skin to skin to mend
as the juices red rejoice
and quicken as the well-planned plot,
an argument is thickening
and skin is just the truth in clot


We'll talk...on how good this is...

serenity blaze
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14 posted 2003-04-27 10:13 PM


whew. Thanks for following along here, and I hope it wasn't as painful to read as it was to write--tsk..I kinda turned myself inside out for this'n.

Thanks all for reading, and special thanks to a few hundred friends here who have been holding my hand lately--I feel the prayers, I truly do. (and hey...just for the record, nobody beat me up but me lately... )

I am beginning to think that writing is the perfect hobby for a masochist...

Hugs.

vlraynes
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15 posted 2003-04-28 01:03 AM



Karen...this is such an open wound of a poem, not to mention an AMAZING write.
I don't even know what to say, so just .
My heart hurts for you, friend...you're in my thoughts and prayers...always.

[This message has been edited by vlraynes (04-28-2003 01:05 AM).]

Mary Ann
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16 posted 2003-04-28 08:20 AM


This is a terrific write! I know how it feels to say something you regret but sorry just won't cut it..the damage is done and it is years before the wound you inflict starts to heal....your poem shows insight and sensitivity ..thank you for the great read

God bless,
Mary Ann


Sudhir Iyer
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17 posted 2003-04-28 08:34 AM


betraying truth
of the knowledge
that control
is now beyond my hands...
..
..
an argument is thickening
and skin is just the truth in clot
trauma troubles
..
..
one bad mix
can haunt a bruise
..
..
and edge the stain
of yesterday
..
..
that once disturbed
will never break
the rings of word
drifting from a rock in toss
circles widen to the shore--
wavering timidity--
gravely digging graves
..
..
I cannot still the waves of this...
..
..
I will pray we are both healed.
---------------

now did I rewrite you completely... well, I enjoyed this tremendously...

Regards to you, Karen,
Sudhir

Kielo
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18 posted 2003-04-28 01:38 PM


I wish awe made a noise. Then maybe I'd have something to say...

As to your reply, of course it is! Why else do you think I write poetry?

Kielo

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vandana
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19 posted 2003-04-28 02:10 PM


enjoyed
jellybeans
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20 posted 2003-04-28 02:22 PM


hey sis....guess I don't have to say how much I understand this.....incredible incredible write......talent you have in abundance
Honeybee
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21 posted 2003-04-29 09:59 AM


Oh Karen, you've left me speechless.  Just know that you touch me, and I do understand although each case is it's own type of hell. I'm here for you yanno?!

Melissa~

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22 posted 2003-04-29 10:26 AM


There are things
that once disturbed
will never break
the rings of word
drifting from a rock in toss
circles widen to the shore--
wavering timidity--
gravely digging graves
I swore
circles would not be confound--
I cannot still the waves of this...


Gawd Serenity, I feel very kindred to this.....and that is why the sisterhood of poetry is such a blessing....what we feel we sometimes read in the words of others who write it so much better than we ourselves could.  How painful to read, to write....

you've done it again Karen, made me wish someday I could write like this...but hey, as long as I can read you, I'm a happy girl!  
OUTSTANDING!!
(and I know....you are a survivor also.....again...kindred...)

I must have had my momma's will
and Gods Amazing Grace...

I'm a survivor....
(Reba)

[This message has been edited by Gentle Spirit (04-29-2003 10:30 AM).]

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