your words flutter by like butterflies paper-thin razor wings brushing my skin stinging slashes welling up, the delicate drops of scarlet going unnoticed as I fall to my knees, my soul bled dry wordless screams of self-defense echo silently in my head not reaching my lips, the fight draining out on the wave of crimson lace your butterflies they flutter by but I've lost the will to crush them insight my rage but I've naught to say so leave me here to bleed alone
Your superb imagery intensifies the meaning expressed via your verses here, Danielle. Thank you for sharing this soul-reaching offering. Love and peace to you,
Dear Danielle,
Your bleeding has become powerful ink for us to absorb and share your pain; such is the wonder of the butterfly’s transformation!
You're never alone; but All One ... united with all fellow souls as we journey together, yet uniquely, along our Path of Life! Shine on sister soul!!
With love & friendship Suzie :-D
Oh my! Danielle this is heartwrenching poetry, but done by a master! Sad, but beautifully written! Love and hugs to you!
eT
Reviewed by Missy Cross (Reader)
Reviewed on May 18, 2006
Rich in a dark sense... "seering", as Felix says, is the perfect word. Your imagery here is stunning. And the picture is utterly perfect - I could easily see it framed on the wall.
edgy, tormented and a wondrous counterpoint to the title. the words and thoughts may come from pain, but they draw the poison out as a catharsis and connect you to the empathetic wqorld.
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Your bleeding has become powerful ink for us to absorb and share your pain; such is the wonder of the butterfly’s transformation!
You're never alone; but All One ... united with all fellow souls as we journey together, yet uniquely, along our Path of Life! Shine on sister soul!!
With love & friendship Suzie :-D
The imagery is almost distracting in its efficacy. Harrowing and beautiful.
Peace,
B
eT
Felix