Profusely

you picked at

the scab of

the wound I

was planning to heal quietly,

until it

       bled

             and

                   b  l  e  d

                        and   

                             b    l     e      d

Reviews

[Pete]

Like the double meaning. Cool title. Spacing at the end adds to the effect. This is deep but hopefully that scab and bleeding are not.

[W.k.kortas]

The notion of healing "quietly" is placed and played quite nicely here. I am, as a rule, not exactly fond of concrete poetry, but you've illustrated how it can be used judiciously and effectively here. Fine, fine stuff.

[wordman]

the bleeding display is great,the meaning behind the write is sad !

[CD Campbell]

I enjoyed how you spread bled out like a slow trickling line of red. It's funny how we allow others to wound us in little ways and get away with it. We only get that quiet time when healing is the last thing on our mind. Short, sweet, good stuff. CD

[M. Shepherd]

Much much thanks, CD. :)

[Ed Hart]

every child knows that picking at scabs is a dangerous and private business...some folks just don't know how to leave a body alone, theirs or anyone else's...graphic and autobiographic

[M. Shepherd]

Isn't that the truth. Some folks skipped childhood maybe. Thanks for stopping by, Ed. Good to see your sumptuous words. :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

and the effect works....even just the memory of the other person can pick at the scab---we bleed memories until there is no blood left---we end up with anemic heart.

[M. Shepherd]

Ooph, indeed indeed. Thanks for your thoughts Jacob. :)

[. serah .]

-- ohhh... this is crushing... -- powerfully poignant poetry...

[M. Shepherd]

Thank you Serah :)

[. serah .]

-- you're very welcome... :)

[Tamika]

I really like this and it can be perceived in various ways, well done.

[M. Shepherd]

Much thanks, Tamika. :)