From Scar to Promise

By Richard L. Provencher

Wed, 20 Feb 2013
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His words were like
a scar upon the mountain
homeless and hopeless

rage of winter---

and I heard his echoes of pain.
Hiding among rocks below
---I wept

not for his limitations
nor his cause for painful ways

but in my own description.
With a breath of hope
I learned to share
the promise of summer.

© Richard L. Provencher

Certificate U
POETRY - A Passage of Motion 3
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Comments

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
This is so beautiful Richard. It reminded me of an old American Indian memory recalled in a moment of thought. Very much enjoyed reading and thankyou for sharing. Jenny.

 

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on
Thank you so much Jenny. I felt a little tapped out two weeks ago, but musings are being re-hatched. God bless your work. Richard
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Submitted by seashore on
I know the feeling, Richard and I too like this very much.

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on
I thank you too, seashore. Ah, writing is such a fun-filled journey, eh? Richard
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Submitted by jolono on
As Jennys says Richard, this is lovely.

 

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on
So nice to have these encouraging words, jolono. Thanks again. Richard
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Submitted by music88 on
Love this Richard great imagery

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on
Thank you, music 88. Hope you are feeling better. Richard
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