Chafed Knees

Chafed Knees

I cannot blame the texture of the soil
for my chafed knees, when I kneel
too heavily on the floor of the world
I polish, over and over, one home section
until it gleams the basics of earth and sweat,
until the spot is wiped clean.
When I stand, I cannot blame the world
for my chafed knees, and I cannot blame
the knees, that only obeyed and bent
beneath the pressure of thought.
I do not blame the sky.
A majestic, blooming blue just beyond
the reach of my tiptoes, lofty and cool.
A cliff of clouds that design a variety of form,
floating broad choices and narrower ones.

Reviews

[Ladysue]

The imagery really paints a picture...I love thisline..

A cliff of clouds that design a variety of form...very vivid

Nicely done...

[talulu love]

HHAHAHAHAHA...good one...i kinda find it funny...LOL...but good job though seriously i like how u stuck to ur main topic...good job

[Ed Hart]

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[deeps]

I like this write I found it quite amazing. Like the metaphor as well. This is a very
well written write.

[Phibby Venable]

Tigra

Bending to the earth yet reaching for the sky. Like you are saying thanks for what you have, and taking care of what you have, but still have one eye on the next challange. Great job!



W.k.kortas

Wonderful metaphor that is Exhibit A for the magic of Venablese; brilliant juxtaposition of the floor and the sky, of stooping and kneeling and reaching skyward. Wonderful piece of writing.


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