When memory's prick revives the sting of yesterday's thorn
and the scent of rot on today's breeze is born
breath deep sleep, that buries wool of shame shorn
pluck out the poisoned arrow fetid and worn
Open wounds past as a feathered scar will last
Birds of carrion footprints in cement cast
Bend the wind to your heels pinned a sail for your mast
Peel away body of clay your core is far more vast
- Author: sorenbarrett ( Online)
- Published: October 28th, 2024 04:17
- Category: Unclassified
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Good write SB.
Thanks so much Orchi I do so appreciate your continual reads they are most valued
It brings a thought about that we feed and tend and shear and spindle and knit what we eventually wear in our daily lives. Oh my. βΊοΈ
Thank you Cryptic I like your take on this poem.
"When memory's prick revives the sting of yesterday's thorn / and the scent of rot on today's breeze is born"...excellent! These opening lines grabs you from the outset and don't let go. Deep and relatable. Memory's can be both beautiful and eternally haunting. I have had many-a-memory pricks that have revived yesterday's thorn, that is for sure. And then the rest of the poem ensues, building upon that initial prick, with an ending that provides a glimpse of hope, that as we confront the memories of the past and the shame they can bring, that we can put those winds to our heels and move onward. We are more than the things that bring us shame, guilt and pain. Excellent write! π€β€οΈπ€ππΉ
Your most comprehensive and understanding review fuels the fire of exuberence and drives the engins forward. It is deeply appreciated and valued my friend
A wonderfully captivating
and evocative write!! π
Great rhyme, rhythm and
flow, way to go!! βββ
Brilliantly composed
a pleasure to recite!!
Best regards βοΈ peace Thad
Thank you so much Thad for the read and comment your words are greatly valued and serve as fuel for encouragement
and there at the heart of the matter, having dug deep, it lies patiently just waiting to be found ..
Thanks Neville you dug deep and found the core
Great write
Thank you Tony
You're welcome
Great work here sorenbarret ! You never fail to impress me with your talent π
Thank you Neilton you are too kind. Your remarks are deeply valued
The opening lines are simply captivating, then the rest of the piem seems to flow naturally like a stream on a hilly terrain. Loved it π
Thanks Rebellion for the read and gracious words of support they are very helpful.
Yes the core of our body and mind can be infinite soren
Andy
So true Gold. Thanks for the read and comment it is appreciated.
Wow π
Thanks friend for the word. I will take it with the heart as good not a disaster lol. As always it is appreciated.
Breathtaking poetry dear sorrenbarret πΉ
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