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The Healing Properties of Brine
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The Healing Properties of Brine |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738
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Many promises I've heard, and there were moments I have had when I allowed myself belief in the words, the words, the mad rantings of gratuitous baubles of exchange for...what? A momentary thrill. Me, who had heard everything, sharp eyes shadowed by the dreams that died with each dawn sharp epee revelations rouge a smear of paint to cover shame for all I had become and those good things that I could have done hammered at me 'till I screamed into pillows I would fight: a sentry does not sleep. He, a Saint with appetite, The Thinker trapped within the stone whispered r.a.w. philosophies and stunned me with reality-- he looked at me with clarity and waited for me patiently as one by one I dropped the veils a tough girl's cosmetology: the scars, the languages of grief-- the trappings of security I'd donned the dirt to be alone-- I cursed him. Ran from him and wept--he held me; I pummeled his chest. He stroked my hair, and when I flinched he understood that damages had been inflicted upon me. He loves me, he loves...me I trust Forever changed? I'm what I was before I learned to take a punch before I learned to take a dive. He loves me. And I'm still surprised. |
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Krawdad Member Elite
since 2001-01-03
Posts 2597 |
sharp eyes shadowed by the dreams that died with each dawn sharp epee yah, oh yah keep on truckin, K love what you do |
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Mysteria 
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
he looked at me with clarity and waited for me patiently as one by one I dropped the veils a tough girl's cosmetology: the scars, the languages of grief-- the trappings of security I'd donned the dirt to be alone-- I cursed him. Ran from him and wept--he held me; I pummeled his chest. Yup, that Brine heals alright  Well done Lady Serenity. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
Many promises I've heard, and there were moments I have had when I allowed myself belief in the words, the words, the mad rantings of gratuitous baubles of exchange for...what? A momentary thrill. that sharp eyed looking in and not flinching at what we are,, what we have done, what we have believed.... even if not your intent with the opening.... does resonate deep..... such a nice piece to read this morning.... a pleasure, indeed. |
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easy1 Senior Member
since 2010-05-22
Posts 1209Southeastern USA |
That just proves there are some things you don't flinch from. A lovely read, thanks! |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
sounds like religion K-baby..enjoyed it |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
thanks for reading. As always your generosity is appreciated. |
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brian thomas madden Junior Member
since 2010-07-08
Posts 32Ireland (between an ocean and a rock) |
"Me, who had heard everything, sharp eyes shadowed by the dreams that died with each dawn sharp epee revelations rouge a smear of paint to cover shame for all I had become and those good things that I could have done hammered at me 'till I screamed into pillows I would fight: a sentry does not sleep." Damn.... Serenity achingly powerful read. |
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Ringo
since 2003-02-20
Posts 3684Saluting with misty eyes |
quote: Man, Karen, if this isn't quite the visual... As usual, another great piece from another great writer. |
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Sunshine
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since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
a sentry does not sleep. ~*~ But s/he must get some rest, little one. Hugging you for this... knowing from whence it came. |
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brian sites Senior Member
since 2002-06-25
Posts 1475usa |
salt water blood the sea is all of me these deposits muddied with history shoals built clenched corals of guilt eternity is what she knows breeding clouds the patience of saints it takes to grow our masterpiece |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
howwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwl. Yowren |
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The Lady Member Rara Avis
since 2005-12-26
Posts 7634The Southwest |
"Forever changed? I'm what I was before I learned to take a punch before I learned to take a dive. He loves me. And I'm still surprised." brine burns like hell Karen and so does love but it's a different kind of burn |
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katahdin Senior Member
since 2010-07-01
Posts 1196ME. In the Shadow of the Mt. |
Love your work! Kat >^..^< |
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The Sky is Imagination Junior Member
since 2010-07-09
Posts 25OK, US |
Very moving, powerful, and full of feeling! Great job! |
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