Sternum
Sternum
by Laura Summerville Reed
Keep that cinnamon fresh smile
Barely whispering light bulb fragile phrases
Hide them away beneath your tender flesh
Gnaw out the broken bits
In darkened, dusty rooms
Chew them powder fine
Grind it deep into open wounds
Scar over
Test the thin shell against a candle brilliant smile
Bury it behind this broken sternum
Claw it out again with a certain shade of blue
While dear moon counts her change
Find its pulse
Blood to feed these fledgling wings
You need tender quills to pen upon
©LSR 2010
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Deep and poignant, loved it very much...
powerful powerful hub thanks
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Thank you
perfect with the picture. thanks for sharing this. CC
We do have to suffer to write, and take long looks at the ugliness of life, so that the beauty becomes much more poignant. Even a comedian cannot humour an audience as well until he/she has lived through babies, divorce, and all of the problems of life that grant material to poke fun at. So too does the poet, and each day brings fresh muses whether sad or joyous to file away in our hearts and O-pen later with a pen that makes others go "Oh!!" Superb write here~~MFB III
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MFB III - Thank you , my dear friend. I am truly glad that my writing is enjoyed and even comprehended, dare I say. It is a necessary thing that we do, don't you think; our writing? Whether, like an oyster producing a beautiful pearl to protect itself against the grit or a reptile spitting out the ugly bones of its own nourishment; it must be done.
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Charlie, how is it that I missed your comment so many weeks ago? You know I always love when you've been to visit, thank you, my dear man, and I apologize for the delay, lol.
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