The kittens underfoot
Foretold in "Eggs and Berries"
Have begun to climb the pond cypress
"Planted to present the greeting of my dwelling"
Batting the "green gold and silver glass balls"
Knocking most of them down.
Two crumpled into shiny sharps
I didn't want broken glass in the grass
So kneeling carefully
I slowly and deliberately
Picked a piece at a time
Reaching for a shiny chalice I could see,
I impaled the tip of my finger
On an invisible erect dagger
Eyes only work in one direction
Sometimes
Aware, gentle, and careful,
You end up
bleeding
When you pick up broken things
It is unkind to leave brokenness
Lying about
Someone who is aware
Must do the work
For the sake of
Others
Foretold in "Eggs and Berries"
Have begun to climb the pond cypress
"Planted to present the greeting of my dwelling"
Batting the "green gold and silver glass balls"
Knocking most of them down.
Two crumpled into shiny sharps
I didn't want broken glass in the grass
So kneeling carefully
I slowly and deliberately
Picked a piece at a time
Reaching for a shiny chalice I could see,
I impaled the tip of my finger
On an invisible erect dagger
Eyes only work in one direction
Sometimes
Aware, gentle, and careful,
You end up
bleeding
When you pick up broken things
It is unkind to leave brokenness
Lying about
Someone who is aware
Must do the work
For the sake of
Others
Author notes
Quotes from "Naked"
http://allpoetry.com/poem/2883416
Also "Eggs and Berries"
http://allpoetry.com/poem/2855034
A contest entry
- ANIMAL ANTICS by forever dreaming.
350 points, ended June 7, 2008, 5 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Sparrow Song by Shya.
800 points, ended September 17, 2008, 59 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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Beautiful
'It is unkind to leave brokenness lying about'
You have a clever and powerful way of reaching others. This line almost moved me to tears.

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This is beautiful and unique. With the title "Bleeding", I half expected to find some emo sad poem, but instead here was a poem full of kindness and truth. Thank you for entering Sparrow Song. I enjoyed this poem. Shya
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That's why you should always vacuum after you break glass. Be careful, those little slivers hurt/...okay this all makes sense now. Sort of.
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Beloved Soul ...
you are so correct ... I loved this poem of yours ...
We so often hurt and are hurt without intention. There is also another scenario, that pains me deeply: those souls who invite pain to feel better about themselves ... For: if they cause pain, and get negative sanctions because of that, they feel they can explain why they felt rejection in the first place. Often self-fulfilling prophesy, instead of addressing the real issues inside themselves -- and get closure.
Unconditional love is also about being patient. I am afraid my fallible heart is not always patient.
Blessed be, Poet.
Love
Myra


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I see you writing about abuse alot. One thing I have read, is the phenomena of the abused defending the abuser being a similar survival device?
You simply must check out my new Deercatcher "Wounds of a friend"
"There is nothing that has, or can happen to you or any thing that you have done, or may do, that will change the way I love you."
From Broken Children, Adult Pain; Dr. Paul Hegstrom. A definition of Unclove -
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LOL You are navigating me between Parenchma ...
and Deercatcher, eh?
Well. I do write a lot about abuse -- I did volunteer work for Child Line for ten years, and I am still doing it whenever I am asked. One has to go through all the steps IN ORDER to forgive: accepting own feelings for what they are, working through those, and then ... the freedom of forgiveness.
Your words touched on the Divine. Please remember that HIS words were meant for those who repent ... "... and sin no more."
Are we not all guilty of judging others, while we all still embrace wrongs?
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I am so sorry but this was way over my head. Thanks for entering though.
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The kittens climbed my tree, and enjoyed batting the christmas ornaments. When they fell, I cut myself on the broken glass. It reminded me in relationships, even when you are careful, sometimes you get cut.
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I think on first read it is fairly abstract, but on second read I get the message, subliminally that we have the power to resurrect things, change perceptions and create better things for everyone, but not everyone has a voice to use, sometimes others have to shout for them. I could be way off but that's how I read it. It's strong and rich with metaphor.


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you had a line about "helping a heart more damaged than your own."
Its about that. Also in relationships, one usually gets the need for understanding, or maintenence before the other. The two poems quoted flesh things out quite a bit. I once had a cat being mauled by a neighbor cat. I interveined, driving the other cat off. When I reached down and picked him up, he bit the hell out of me. It is about that, too. -
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Oh yes, I remember the line...I guess I tend to live on that one a bit, there is always someone out there who has a heart that needs more than what I don't have.
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