"Scattered like memories from the past Shattered like a bullet through glass I'm in pieces." (Shannon Noll - In Pieces)A favorite song of mine. Loved this poem. And when we bleed, we heal...the scar a new reflection of an old wound.
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this is really piercing. (i thought i spelt it wrong but in fact i didn't so i needn't have deleted my first attempt!)
This is awesome, just fucking awesome. You managed to put in words how I often feel inside. I bow humbly to your poetic talent. Blessings!
its healing to sometimes fall and see the shattered pieces... allows us to put ourselves together again...
jos, this poem is magnificent. i hope you submit it places, because not only have you economized words so effectively, but it's so easy to feel what you feel and understand what you understand.i thank renee for meeting you, jos.♥
I like what Annie of Wine and Words wrote. Let that mass of healing skin rise. Itch it if you have to. Let it take root.You are neither simplistic nor shattered to me. You've been wounded but this is not who you are. It is but a part of your whole. Your whole is beautiful.xoerin
Jos - “When the inner and the outer are wedded, revelation occurs.” - Hildegard von Bingen Yes, piercing indeed! Grete