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Looking at me |
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JP Senior Member
since 1999-05-25
Posts 1343Loomis, CA 
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Looking down to see the scars, scars from battles, some won, some lost. The jagged line across the wrist a battle of the soul - won or lost? I can't really be sure. The quarter-sized scar in the thigh, .44 caliber they said when they pulled it out. "You are damn lucky soldier, it's only a flesh wound." How little they knew that it wounded much more. We won that battle, so they tell me. Years later, the battle still rages and I am constantly on the losing side. Many scars on the hand, fingers from little battles through time. Fights with the wall, a window, a bottle. Too many mini fights to waste time on remembrance. The counselor tells me that these are winner's scars. "You are here, alive, and well - you have won" Looking at him, I laugh inside. How little he knows about war - no one ever wins. Some of us just survive, and lose for eternity. The scars inside are the most vicious looking. Jagged, raw, ugly scars on my heart, my mind. Those are the battle wounds most apparent to me. I know longer see the outside marks, unless I look. But I forever feel the inside disfigurement. How can I heal the scars of murder? How can I heal the wounds of a liar? How can the spirit ever soar with wings clipped by my own refusal to forgive? I sigh, and look at the scars of battle Some won - to leave me physically alive others lost - to leave me in eternal death. ------------------ Yesterday is ash, tomorrow is smoke; only today does the fire burn. JP [This message has been edited by JP (edited 08-16-99).] |
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Saxoness
since 1999-07-18
Posts 1102Texas |
I wonder............is the war within or without? ------------------ "Glory remains unaware of my neglected dwelling where alone I sing my tearful song which has charms only for me." -Charles Brugnot |
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poetFemmeFatale Member Elite
since 1999-07-25
Posts 2646Arkansas |
Inside disfigurement - wow wow....I find myself repeating myself here! I love your choice of words....they sure set the mood you want to portray...fabulous imagery. I'm reading on... ------------------ - poet FemmeFatale "The strongest man in the world is he who stands most alone..." Henrik Ibsen (1826-1906) Norwegian dramatist lyric poet |
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Majere Junior Member
since 1999-08-18
Posts 32 |
Ditto what PFF said and Saxoness had a valid question - is the war inside or out? ------------------ Such is the way to immortality ;) |
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JennyLee Senior Member
since 1999-09-01
Posts 1461Northwestern, NJ. |
Bravo JP, A mighty battle! I adore finding your lost posts. Jenny |
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