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poetry: skinned knee

shaking from pride or nerves
never can I tell

press wound
apply greater pressure
still don’t feel it

forget deep, give me soft

fault lines carved from neglect
don’t take much to shift 
plates want to move

quakes mean I’m alive

40 thoughts on “poetry: skinned knee”

  4. Bridgette,

    Your poem is a powerful journey through emotions. The uncertainty in the first two lines sets the tone, and the progression from physical pressure to the desire for something softer is palpable. The metaphor of fault lines and the idea that quakes signify life are striking. The brevity adds to the intensity. Nicely done!

    ~David

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  5. Maybe she’ll get away, the beautiful woman who enters the room while I consider what’s most rightly said. Maybe love don’t reward the shy, or slow, or reluctant. Maybe. Don’t know the rightmost words, not yet, but won’t wait this time. Beautiful is one rightly-used word right here. You well know, I like words that don’t say everything but let the reader do some weaving of their own. Satisfied. That’s another word here applied. Beautiful. I’ll say it twice. It feels like so much of you has landed here, history not required but we feel it anyway.

    Might say, maybe your best poem, ever, but that’s an awful thing to say even when true, so I won’t. you know

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    • You are so kind and generous with this comment! I am learning a lot reading your poetry. This was a moment, a quake, a feeling I wanted to capture and I let the words be. It felt raw to me, but maybe that’s what works. Off to write another one!

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  12. Thank you for sharing your poem!.. time to connect with one’s inner self perhaps!!.. 🙂

    Hope you and your family have a wonderful holiday and a very Merry Christmas and until we meet again..
    May peace and plenty bless your world
    with joy that long endures.
    May all life’s passing seasons
    bring the best to you and yours!
    (Irish Saying)

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  18. I only skimmed the comments, so maybe I missed another saying this: I went a whole different direction with this than the commenters that I read. I hear the voice as Gaia, the Earth, speaking to us ephemerals about why she shifts around a bit. I probably missed something, …..

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    • That’s the thing about poetry, right? It can be interpreted anyway you like. I rather love your direction and I think it speaks to some growth on my part that I’m able to start writing some poetry that isn’t so obvious in meaning. I appreciate you always giving me such great feedback. Thank you.

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