To: Undiscovered Wonders

To the wonders yet for me to discover…
Come hit me so that I’m bruised. 
Or better yet, leave a permanent mark. One that I’ll watch while holding a cup of coffee on a bitter frost winter day. 
Sting my face with shock while my chapped lips whimper. 
Beg me to listen when you come in a different form; whether the ruffling leaves or whispers in the wind.
Come on, be my friend that will align me  even when I am severed in half with fear.
Show me that I need to learn.

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Strong and honest words. My favorite kind.
"Come on, be my friend that will align me even when I am severed in half with fear.
Show me that I need to learn."
We need guidance and elders to mold us. I do like the above lines. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Emily]

'Come hit me so that I’m bruised'

I am not sure what it is about it, but I really like this line!
Keep it up!

[Write1000]

A mysterious discovery...to fill the other half of your life..beautiful writing even if my understanding is wrong.

[KLH]

poems that make one feel what the writer is feeling are very nice. I too feel like i am waiting for my undiscovered wonders to find me.

[Nicole Schuster]

So much in so few words. I love the imagery and emotion in this short piece. Thanks for sharing :)

[Insight "MH"]

I felt that this is a calling for a friendly spirit, or is it the ghost of the deceased beloved? Or is it death itself, either way, even though you fear it, yet you need its presence. Lovely written!