Peace is as real as ridicule, as fighting and finding.
Peace is easy enough to steal, harder to find your way in.
Pain is the same, they are one - each holding onto purple rain,
like blood in a close vein, that peace and that pain.
Author notes
"so I raided the fish bins
of my hostile memories,
and remembered that even
numbness is a feeling..."
From 'Marry Me~Pass The Salt'
http://allpoetry.com/poem/5415797
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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"like blood in a close vein" - I really liked that bit of verse. Overall, it is well written to the direction you took your prompt. Thank you for taking the time to enter this contest, and good luck.
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Thank you.
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