MY SPIRIT'S SAGE

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JOURNAL # 41

I read so much pain

I bleed so many lines

words come like tears

binding blood to wounds

in rhyme

divinity's grace sprinkles

empathy outward from within

I peer in so to better peer out

fully realizing that

dishonesty towards self

only attracts more stigma

to one's sin

copious amounts of disturbing

rhetoric

poets and non poets alike

tell themselves

repeatedly in such suffocating wind

it's just easier to see it in poets

cause they write it out

accosting their readers' eyes with

all their self recriminations and doubt

fanciful no longer am I

though I may seem so in some wordings

I place so hopefully to the page

when really in the end

all I am is what I've always claimed to be

a conduit

standing fearfully behind the mask of

'My Spirit's Sage'................

(May 2, 2014 735pm)

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

As written verbadum to new fellow post poems poet RoseRiguel in my comments to her poem/short story,  "I feel Quite Lonely, about to burst into tears"

 

I read your poem last it was in the order I came upon them...

and after reading your poem that was the final stage for a collage of such of poems full of pain. I found I couldn't take any more and had to have a word page bloodletting of sorts. This poem was inspired by the last 15 or so poems of other poets (yours lastly included) that I read. I had to release all that had invaded my heart's very being. So much sorrow begets so much mercy I truly believe in the eyes of the Lord. Thank you for adding me as your friend and follow. That was what started it all. I was looking through my list of "Friends" who have chosen to add me and then I came upon another sub list of those who wish to "Follow" me and I was quite beautifully stunned. That was what began my Journey cause then I chose to go and read the comments on my poems and then comments to the comments I'd made on other poet's poems. So quite by the train of events, here with your poem I come full circle and so I share with you the compilation of what all that pain I read and absorbed, turned into inside me and came out of me in the form of a poem all my own. Enjoy. Sincerely, Melissa Lundeen.

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