a broken wing
remembers the wind
some days you have to cut off a limb
just to force new growth
prune out the broken bits and
wait for them to form fresh skin
cover old wounds
and choose the right spot
for opening veins
none of it makes you less whole
less beautiful
less valuable
your resilience is your strength
gathering force from every
misstep
mistook
wear your scars like a badge
of adornment
reach for the sky
with wide open arms
the stars will fall into
your humble embrace
and you will refuse
to hold them
their light on your skin
is always
enough
and release is the salve
of time’s flight
.
.
.
November 25th, 2014 at 1:45 pm
release is the salve of times flight . . . love that line.
November 25th, 2014 at 2:41 pm
you are such a prolific poet, it always amazes me how so much beauty comes from you so regularly.
November 25th, 2014 at 4:13 pm
the pruning is not always easy…but it is necessary…it allows new growth…and not to be weighed down by what is…it is also how we survive to the next one…smiles.
November 26th, 2014 at 4:01 am
This extended metaphor is wonderful .. nothing is more sad than carrying around the weight of dead-wood of memories.. pruning is sometimes needed.
November 26th, 2014 at 9:15 am
‘resilience’ such a wonderful word!
November 28th, 2014 at 11:39 am
absolutely beautiful !
November 30th, 2014 at 10:59 am
I like the ‘you’ addressed in this poem, in a matter of fact tone which hides great depth and profound sadness. But also a lot of wisdom.
November 30th, 2014 at 12:06 pm
So much wisdom in this very articulate poem. Nice writing!
November 30th, 2014 at 1:35 pm
Really a thoughtful piece here…..and that ending? —> Stunning!
November 30th, 2014 at 1:43 pm
I like the comforting idea that we are stronger than we think and can embrace life fully after hard times.
November 30th, 2014 at 6:07 pm
The opening two lines speak volume as some days it is necessary for growth even if it is painful.
November 30th, 2014 at 9:34 pm
What a great extended metaphor. You’re exactly right: sometimes we need to take away to gain. Great work, as always.
December 1st, 2014 at 3:50 am
Pruning is painful so far too often we run from it without realizing that it is what will set us free….and those last two lines are utterly breathtaking!
December 3rd, 2014 at 1:15 am
“your resilience is your strength”…that right there is a keeper…and also the stars falling into a humble embrace…wow. I loved everything about this. It just draws me in.
December 3rd, 2014 at 2:45 am
“the stars will fall into
your humble embrace
and you will refuse
to hold them”
I love the power expressed in this poem, and especially the above line. So much is in our hands if we learn to get up and keep moving ahead.