Scar

Gold cherry

By agnosticnun

Fri, 15 Sep 2023
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8 comments
 

Clotting blood has a sticky feel
Like none other.
Thick, slick, slippery,
Dark like night is dark,
Like pain.

Wet blood shines
Like polished steel, like glass.
Light catches on a chill blade.
The pull of parting skin,
Quiescent, quivering-- 
A thin wedge inwards.

Violence is a story
We tell behind closed doors.
Eyes turn away
Or close. Blood clots.
A sadness, a silent scream inscribed,
A line in flesh.

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Poem
Inspiration Point (work that responds to our weekly writing cue)

Comments

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

You have made every single word count in this very moving piece. Well done Kristi

 

Submitted by agnosticnun on

Thank you!

Kristi

Submitted by marandina on

"Dark like night is dark,
Like pain."

Your poetry is invariably dark and unique. Images conjured with a cold precision. Enjoyed, of course. Paul

 

Submitted by agnosticnun on

Thank you!

(I think I wrote something non-dark. Once. Maybe.)

Kristi

Submitted by Dynamaso on

Very much enjoyed this! A well done response to the IP.

 

Submitted by onemorething on

A powerful piece. It's our Pick of the Day. Do share on Facebook and Twitter. I hope the painting I've put with it is ok. I was looking for something dark and sombre. It's in the public domain. Let me know if you'd like me to change it for something else. 

 

Submitted by agnosticnun on

Thank you! And no, that picture is fine.

Kristi

Submitted by Insertponceyfre... on

Congratulations Kristi - very well deserved golden cherries!