The Wounding

I recall my wounds.

So you too remember yours.

A violation of memory and perception.

Invidious you guard your misery against a ghost of hopelessness.

Tortured and twisted in this blackened resting place,

I would have words of truth feed our spirits.

But my words become a temple that make you immortal,

Weeping dry tears of tomorrow's sadness.

Reviews

[Antoinette]

great.. great as always, raymond!

[Micheal Abraham]

a lot of emotion in this piece something every writer needs to portray in their pieces well done

[FlatLineBeauty]

Touching and powerful. You did an amazing write. xo Winter

[BriBri]

'A violation of memory and perception' poetic and the next line is very touching. This is a good poem.

[sonnie ibadah]

i feel like this is written from the heart "...Weeping dry tears of tomorrow's sadness..." very touching ray.

[Diana]

"Invidious you guard your misery against a ghost of hopelessness."- Hopelessness isn't always in the now, but we bring it there.

Really enjoying your work tonight.

[Ruth]

The memories never forgotten, here, presented beautifully and with a moral of strength in the darkness, awesome x

[Judy]

This is extraordinary - you almost personify your wounds in the way you describe your pain - your word choice is amazing - and the flow and the way that you captivate the reader is exceptional

[MsJewel]

Tortured and twisted in this blackened resting place...
wow! Dark, powerful, brilliant writing.

:) Julie

[Lyn Anderson]

Powerful, dark, and moving. Nice form, flow, and word usage.