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etched
under my skin
flame roses
blister

scars
on the
palms of my
hands bleed
stigmata
thorns

my eyes
freeze to crystal
the tears around
my neck are
fashioned
in lace-black
obsidian

my lips
the color of amber
and fire
are vows
never
broken

my moons
are scarlet
my stars
are cold
my sun
is silver
and

beaten

gold



SoulSurvivor
Catherine Jarvis
(C) September 16, 2014
This just emerged.
I saw a photo
of a burning rose
and thought, "Aha! There's a poem
here somewhere!"
I saw the rose on the site of
Deborah Brooks Langford
this morning I awoke with a stiff shoulder
which was in need of a light grease
in vain I tried to rotate my arm
a full three hundred and sixty degrees

when I got it in alignment
with my side there it did seize
and now my shoulder
is in a permanent kind of freeze

it really is such a terrible
state of affairs
when one's shoulder
won't show its usual wares

all day long I've sat nursing
my rigid rota cuff
and it could be said
that I'm less than chuffed
One to make you smile...
I have two new collections
Some of you may know.
I realize you're busy,
We're always on the go!

But if you'd like to be a part
Of your own accord,
I'd love to have you join me...

... so welcome aboard!


1) Brokenness
A place to share if you've had
Devastating events in your life
That have served to make you
Stronger... or not.

2) Building up
A collection for poetry specifically
For building up and encouraging
Other poets... or anyone!
Dedications/tributes/nods to others.

We pass many people in life
Let's touch them also!

10W


Thank you!
Just "like" this and I'll
Invite you to both.
Or specify which one.

Catherine ^_^
the creation of my verses
is quite simple
as soon as an idea pops
into my cranial cavity
I get my pen scribing
rather quickly
for if I think too long
before I commencing writing
the notion I have in mind
is sure to escape
once that pop
comes into being
I  immediately start composing
a piece of poetry
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