bruised

-
to the four winds
without aim
thoughts scatter


heat of summer
threatens
tinder wood emotions


a voice silenced by loss
cracks against the hard surface
of estrangement


in shadow
encroaching dampness
lingering cold
wait


at every turn
evoked memories bruise
on the edge
of
lust
need
wanting
heartbreak unattended,
ignored


consumed by sadness
a future beckons
brimming with indifference

Comments

  1. Chic Mama8:14 pm, July 01, 2010

    Thinking of you. XX

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  2. Maggie May8:16 pm, July 01, 2010

    Felt very sad for you, reading that poignant poem. ((hugs)) Maggie X

    Nuts in May

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  3. Suburbia8:17 pm, July 01, 2010

    That is SO good, and so sad. Well done for being able to put such emotions so clearly and beautifully.

    Hugs to you

    Sx

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  4. Suburbia8:25 pm, July 01, 2010

    Love your new look, just found your tabs! How do you do that?! Lovely art and photos :)

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  5. Merisi5:55 am, July 02, 2010

    I believe
    loving oneself
    erases any indifference.
    A big big hug,
    Merisi

    The poem is Emily Dickinson worthy.

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  6. Suldog2:51 pm, July 02, 2010

    Ah, darling, you may imagine that the future is brimming with indifference, but we are not. We love you. Take that with you wherever you go, please.

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  7. Anonymous4:27 pm, July 02, 2010

    Ah love! So much sadness is hard for me to bear. Hard to feel virtual hugs isn't it? JM's under the knife LM looking for answers and I can't hug any of you. XX

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  8. Joanna Jenkins11:17 pm, July 02, 2010

    Beautifully said and oh so sad.
    I'm cheering you on.
    jj

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  9. Sniffles and Smiles12:57 am, July 03, 2010

    Darlin' Saz...your poetry is beyond brilliant...I applaud the extraordinary talent of the poet...but my heart breaks for you, the lovely lady that you are...I love you. And while girl friends are not the same, nevertheless, I'm here for you...but you already know that! Need a shoulder and a cup of chai? I'll sit and cry with you, dearest! And give you a big hug! Love, Janine XO

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  10. MissKris3:56 am, July 03, 2010

    I have mentioned many times that writing is my passion...but it's my poetry that is the very soul of me, the things I can't otherwise put into words. There is so much said here in so few words, Saz. Beautifully.

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  11. Ayak5:28 am, July 03, 2010

    You don't think so now...but things will get better. Sending you hugs (( )) xx

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  12. ADDY5:36 pm, July 03, 2010

    We're here for you.

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  13. Velveteen Rabbit7:49 am, July 04, 2010

    heartfelt thoughts Saz x

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  14. Daryl2:51 pm, July 04, 2010

    Suldog said it best ... and David sent you a HUGE hug

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  15. Midstream Musings5:06 pm, July 05, 2010

    Although I don't know you personally, just remember how the pendulum swings... when looking ahead with apathy based on current sadness, things have a way of coming back around and there will always be pockets of unexpected joy at other times. I enjoyed the poem, am sorry for whatever might have fueled it. By the way - that book you mentioned 'Eat, Pray, Love' was really good for me at a difficult phase. Never give up...

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  16. Anonymous9:11 pm, July 05, 2010

    Hugs. I like the new title.

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  17. Anonymous3:02 pm, July 08, 2010

    A future beckons...and the beckoning lures you, but leaves it up to you. You need to be willing to follow into the future.

    and you will.

    love you, Saz

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  18. lime5:22 pm, July 09, 2010

    nay your indifference give way to something so much better. and as suldog pointed out we are not indifferent to you.

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  19. david mcmahon2:10 am, July 15, 2010

    You know just how much support you have around the globe, Saz.

    And if you're not aware how many fans you have spread around each continent, I'll count em all for you, no matter how long it takes.

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  20. sallymandy4:44 am, July 22, 2010

    Oh, honey. xo

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Take the weight of your feet, draw up a chair and pour yourself a cuppa. Leave your troubles at the door and together we shall ride out the storms.


Saz x

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