BleedingMuse~

~poem as cathartic self healing~

with each write

a thorn is broken off the stem

one day all the thorns will be gone

there may remain

a tiny

blurred spot

where once they burrowed

but the thorns

themselves

will never hook inward again

to bleed the soul

 

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Author's Note

~inspired~
once upon a time I used to teach creative writing as self therapy to incarcerated juveniles at our local detention center~ on paper their souls bled~ anger left behind in ink~ pain processed through prose is a miraculous aspect to observe~

Reviews

[Bard Constantine]

I shudder to think of the madness that would run unchecked were it not for creative catharsis... you express beautifully the way we bleed our joys and pain, trials and triumphs on the page... and somehow find a kind of peace in the eye of the storm.

[paul]

wow.verybeautiful. very unique.

[Crinkle°]

totally agree!

[Jeff]

Wonderfully written and with such anger and sorrow.

[Jonathan Ballam]

So nice to see a small poem slip out of your hands for a change.

I never thought my Muse would end up bleeding. She does tend to make a mess of things, but that's usually because she stalks my subconscious whilst I'm trying to sleep.

[Linda Marie Van Tassell]

This is simply beautiful! Succinct, sincere, and true.

Linda Marie

[dovetailer]

It would seem we will bled and bleed and bleed onto the page until the last thorn is gone and we have no reason to bleed anymore...

[My Fair Lady]

I thought your author's note was beautiful, and could stand on it's own.

[Randolf Ramos]

with each write

a thorn is broken off the stem

one day all the thorns will be gone

there may remain

a tiny

blurred spot

where once they burrowed

but the thorns

themselves

will never hook inward again

to bleed the soul

========= over all
It is a poem with emotions of human creation,
that lingers into the heart of everyone that will read it.

[Sweet_pale_cacophony]

This is a relatively different writing of yours.I like it a lot.I like the compact structure of such..Yes thorns never do hook back again cause they have given way to something more effervescent and wise.I like how you said a tiny blurred spot remains.Ain't it strange how so many times memories are blurred..not distinct but the hurt is always there,maybe not throbbing with the same intense pain.Muffled and light but the pain remains as a reminder.

[the_stoic]

thanks for adding the author's note without which the context wouldn't have been clear . apt comparison i must say ..