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Scars by =Scarlettletters:iconScarlettletters:

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Your scars
are bright and shiny
like a baby's teeth
newly cut and grown,
or Christmas toys
your mother hid
up in the attic
praying you would never touch.
I like their livid edges,
how they pucker
under my hands
like new zippers
begging to be left open,
and catch the light
that spills from my perfect world;
and you like
the jagged sounds
my sighs make,
the rush of warm air
that keeps you safe
and how your fragile heart beats
when you unbuckle your skin
and the world heals.
©2009 =Scarlettletters
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:icongirlofgreys:
~GirlOfGreys Jul 9, 2009, 6:12:19 AM
I really love this!

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~Love is like a photograph...they both develop in darkness.~
:iconlicoricefactory:
~licoricefactory Jul 9, 2009, 6:28:21 AM
I like their livid edges,
how they pucker
under my hands
like new zippers
begging to be left open,

*sighs* those words are so beautiful.

--
Just for the record, the weather today is calm and sunny, but the air is full of bullshit.
:iconarcharad:
*ArchArad Jul 9, 2009, 6:48:15 AM
You have used some powerful imagery through the whole of this poem Brendan. Great work!

--
Writing teaches us our mysteries. ~ Marie De L'Incarnation
:iconmorphine-cloud:
*Morphine-Cloud Jul 9, 2009, 6:53:45 AM
Your words are so vivid.... :clap:

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:blackrose: I gaze upon the mystery, this lovelorn identity...
Frozen beyond the echoes of laughter :blackrose:

Draconian
:iconalapip:
*alapip Jul 9, 2009, 7:13:33 AM
Brendan,

this poem of vital message
has been forwarded in a note
to a dear friend who needs
it for both the external and
the internal.

in my mind, this is the most
important function of poetry,
to convey a truth in a form
memorable.

thank you for posting this
exactly when needed.

pip

--
when a man refers to the woman
[who chose him], as his better half,
for once, he tells the truth. - llp - nov'09
:iconpaintedonmysoul:
=Paintedonmysoul Jul 9, 2009, 7:19:37 AM
:heart:

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Luke 12:24 Consider the ravens: for they neither sow nor reap; which neither have storehouse nor barn; and God feedeth them: how much more are ye better than the fowls?
:iconponddreamer:
Mood: Love *PondDreamer Jul 9, 2009, 7:56:01 AM
Raw purity. Wonderful. You turn phrases so elegantly. :love:

--
Shamelessly proud mother of =Mr-Ie

"There are two tragedies in life.
One is not to get your hearts desire.
The other is to get it."

George Bernard Shaw
:iconspectrumchaser:
*Spectrumchaser Jul 9, 2009, 8:26:26 AM
Interesting take on the scars we all have. Your descriptions/comparisons are unique and fresh (baby's teeth, hidden toys, zippers). This poem makes me take a deep breath and let it out slowly in relief at the end.

As always, good writing!

--
Hey --- that's MY box of crayons!!
*Writers-Club
:iconvoidofdreams:
~voidofdreams Jul 9, 2009, 8:35:30 AM
this is really beautiful. I love your use of language. It's always impressed me.

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~"My bounty is as boundless as the sea, my love as deep. The more I give to thee, the more I have. For both are infinite."~
:iconlunalibera:
~lunalibera Jul 9, 2009, 8:49:32 AM
This is a lovely piece of poetry.

Out of curiosity, is this (as i took it) a reference to self-harm/cutting?
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