Your image comes to me unbidden
At the most unusual times
Forcing me to scratch open the scab
That you left behind
And bleed so I can cleanse myself
Of the pain and guilt
So thick and unrelenting at times like this
Other times merely a thin sheen I wear
Like a second skin, but always there
I wonder do you think of me
When I think of you
Are we still linked somehow
With that psychic connection
We prided ourselves on?
I swear I can hear you whisper my name
I whirl but it is only the cacophony
Of the crashing waves
The shadows grow longer and the sky grows bruised
The storm is coming
Mirroring the turbulence in my heart
The lightning illuminates my crumpled face
The thunder drowns out my keening cries
The rain disguises my hot salty tears
And I wonder, wherever you are
Are you pulling at your scab?
Does your heart bleed too?
A contest entry
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Comments
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Wonderful.
Your imagery is wonderful. Thank you for entering my contest.
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superb:)
amazing poem
"Your image comes to me unbidden
At the most unusual times
Forcing me to scratch open the scab
That you left behind"
love this part...
so dark but i cant understand it!!!!
overall well-written
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"the power of darkness"
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Very well written. The only thing I can recommend is breaking up the stanzas so it reads more smoothly. Otherwise, I love the rhythm of this piece and your use of imagery, and the questioning taking place throughout the piece leaves the reader in a bit of a suspense. Welcome to the finalists♥ -
Very nice. I like the sense of not being able to move on, like, yes, a scab, that itches and you keep wanting to scratch at it, even though you know leaving it alone will let it heal faster
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good imagery
Obvious talent here some very good imagery why waste it on such distasteful subject matter as a scab
I would like to read some more of your work on a
more pleasant subject. Kindest Regards George -
"The shadows grow longer and the sky grows bruised"
this is so sad.. Very heart felt. hang in there.
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This is exquisite!
I love the story being told from start to finish.
I had a whole picture going as I read it.
Beautiful!
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I like the image/idea of scab picking. We all have our scabs, and some never seem to stop opening. I, also liked the image of a bruised sky.
Nice take on the prompt.
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I found this very powerful and I loved the implicate need to be reciprocated. I liked how the poem came full circle and the references to a storm. Good luck in the contest
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