a fresh patch of skin

a fresh patch of skin

A Chapter by Lyn Anderson
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on reading a review from Lydia -- who inspires me, and should inspire you.

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like a leech
he comes back --

not a slither
but a choppy stroke
against the current
of the new moat
that surrounds me

i dug it
deep and wide
to protect me
from his
stealthy suckers  --

he is persistent
with his probing,
seeking a fresh
patch of pink skin
blossoming
with the love
of my new life
and the fresh
blood beckoning
within.

but each time
he comes back,
he finds
less places
to get in.



© 2018 Lyn Anderson


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This is one of the best poems of yours I’ve read so far. This is a perfect way to summarize the struggle that is this leech has been in your life & how you’ve gradually made it so there are fewer places for him to suck your blood out. The idea of fresh love summoning blood which is then an attractive spot to suck out – that’s a very brilliant thought process & you stated it well. Everything about this poem is spot on! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 5 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

5 Years Ago

Thank you. I really do appreciate that. :)
Maybe one day, he will eventually get the message.... go on, write it like ya mean it why don'tcha..... Neville

Posted 5 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

5 Years Ago

Leeches are pretty desperate bloodsuckers. It's in their nature, sure, but they still are to be revi.. read more
Neville

5 Years Ago

I intend to, you can beat both an egg and a carpet, but you can't beat a bit of vitriol in my book.... read more
this is brilliant, stopped me in my track and really demanded me to read it for all its flesh and blood

steph

Posted 8 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

8 Years Ago

Thank you darling. Glad you enjoyed.
highonwords

8 Years Ago

you're welcome, KL

steph
I do understand this poem. I try three times with a girl name Jenny in a 10 year run. Each time. We had less to give.
"but each time
he comes back,
he finds
less places
to get in."
Sometime love died slow and painful. Thank you dear friend for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

Posted 8 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

8 Years Ago

Yes, this is very true, my friend, thank you for stopping by.
Coyote Poetry

8 Years Ago

You are welcome dear Poet.
With a desire to find new host to sustain them they become more persistent and desperate. But we learned to adapt and toughened over time. Very great and poetic description here KLGoode.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

8 Years Ago

Thank you very much for your review.
After a long time reading your work my friend and I enjoyed expression of being victim of love...welcome!

Posted 8 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

8 Years Ago

Nice to see you. Just getting back after a long absence.
A. Amos

8 Years Ago

Welcome back
Maybe it is time you didn't have a little skin in this game. This is fantastic. I really enjoyed how you did this, the ending is perfection.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

8 Years Ago

Thanks a lot. Yes, generally I try to keep my skin leech free.:)
A hare off

8 Years Ago

Good practice
That must have been some inspiration cause the poem is phenomenal... I believe in giving love a chance but their comes a time when we must give up on those who abuse love.

Posted 8 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

8 Years Ago

Thank you so much. I feel at home again here.
The Rock And Roll Cowboy(REBEL WITH A CAUSE)

8 Years Ago

I am glad cause we love you being back home.
YES! I am so honored I inspired you. This is a write of empowerment. A write that proves you are moving on. Wonderful! Lydi**

Posted 8 Years Ago


Lyn Anderson

8 Years Ago

Thanks a lot Lydia, your grace, and poise, and kindness, and your writing all are inspirations.
Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

You are so kind....I am glad you are back on the site.

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Added on February 24, 2016
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Lyn Anderson
Lyn Anderson

Toronto, Ontario, Canada



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