
Thought
you’d be
my rock,
he said,
upon which
I could build
my future;
but you turned
into a sharp-
edged reef,
now I’m all scarred
& sutured
*pic by Tengyart on Unsplash
Thought
you’d be
my rock,
he said,
upon which
I could build
my future;
but you turned
into a sharp-
edged reef,
now I’m all scarred
& sutured
*pic by Tengyart on Unsplash
Oh, I really like this one, John; the sutures take awhile to stitch and heal.
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thanks Elle: it took some weeks to come together but I reckon it’s as good as I’m going to get it —
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Itβs pretty damn good IMHO. Youβre welcome.
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well I did get across the line so that’s good; thanks Elle π
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Youβre welcome.
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A well-written serious one John which sadly happens to some people…….
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appreciated, Don π
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So, so good John ππππ
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thanks; this one’s been nagging me for awhile π
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Rocks can turn out to be negatives, that’s for sure.
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I remembered that line from the Gospels; “upon this rock I will build my church’ rock solid ; it was a good way of beginning this poem π
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Good one John, Sharp reefs would have surely created major wounds.but time will heal it. It was lovely lines.lot to learn from it. Thanks for sharing.
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Time and nature — as your poem tells — will always heal, thankfully π
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Really great one. So much said with few words elegantly put together. It touched me deep. Thank you.
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whenever I put up a serious post, Ulle, I know I’m likely to lose people so I appreciate the positive feedback; thanks π
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Brief, poignant and profound. Top job.
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thanks Hobbo: I’m proud of this one; it took me two weeks to put it up, realizing though not perfect it was as good as I was going to get it π sometimes you have to acknowledge your limitations —
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Very poignant and conveys so much by saying little.
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thank you ; there’s whole months of relationship contained in that poem —
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This is brilliant my friend.
Some wounds never heal – despite the stitches.
Great work ππ€π€
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I thought you would like it π
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You know me well π€π€
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Bitter and storm-tosses, John. Wonderful.
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yes, it is a record of a volatile relationship; the few words used had to work hard —
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Life is like that, isn’t it.
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it certainly is for some; painful, punitive, but great material for a writer π thanks for commenting —
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Brilliant. Slippery suckers those ocean rocks. Permanently painful. Love how you have is all reimagine such a common saying.
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thanks Karen; it’s a bit pathetic though taking two weeks to come up with those few lines: talking of which how’s the novel writing coming along?
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I missed this one! Been very busy the last few days. This is truly a work of art – succinct, poignant, painful and incisive. Just terrific!
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thanks π it took two weeks to get there
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Hi John, great flow to this piece. Nicely nice.
eden
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π thanks Eden: a tough poem to write —
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Good one, John. Oh, the delicate balance of managing expectations.
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thanks, Ed; we don’t always get it right π¦
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