hurt ... rise?
by Micha Julian
Thursday, March 13, 2003
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at times, we weary of rising, yet?...
be salved, or it
can burn through the soul as
lightning, leaving hearts to heal so
life, life can be
salved, slowly-- too slowly
for some-- life's battle worn souls, yet
when salved, these souls,
back and back to life, hurt
becomes a fact, but with heart's work
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|Reviewed by Mari Laureano (Reader)
|no other way to learn how to breathe again. lovely work, my friend! **Mari**|
|Reviewed by Eroica Mendoza
|true... true... we get hurt only to rise again...|
|Reviewed by Oisín Breen
|such a good poem with hope|
|Reviewed by Bobbi Duffy
|Exceptional write, you have captured the survivor's soul and strength os well.|
|Reviewed by Elizabeth Taylor (Reader)
|Rise again is good advice.
Good poem, Micha.
|Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
|"Leaving hearts to heal so slowly"
scarred...pained and scarred...looking for healing...Felt this poem..lovely work here. Floria
|Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie
|Oh yes, truer words were never written, this was excellent,