Scarred existence
seeks a patience
born of peace
Cannot find the path
tainted ruts of blood
line a minefield.
(Poem originally appeared on Twitter. Visit me @Vjknutson. Image from personal collection.)
Scarred existence
seeks a patience
born of peace
Cannot find the path
tainted ruts of blood
line a minefield.
(Poem originally appeared on Twitter. Visit me @Vjknutson. Image from personal collection.)
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“Line in a minefield” good lord that’s brilliant
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Thank you so much!
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These lines in particular will stay with me: “seeks a patience / born of peace.” I hadn’t thought of the roots of patience before.
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Thank you Liz. A poetic presumption?
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Yes!
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Powerful and a piece that makes one think! Well done.
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Thanks, Eugi!
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My pleasure, V.J.
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Scarred existence
convicted to be
meant to be live
nothing more
than we
…
Eve
Great image, thank You 🙂 With the colors You added it’s bipolar, real map of our, human, nature connected with the powers of Nature.
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Thanks! Appreciate you dropping by and leaving a comment.
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VJ, I love this, especially the first stanza. When we hurt, we gravitate to those “rainy day people” as Gordon Lightfoot sang about. Keith
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Yes we do. thanks Keith!
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like the spareness of this, VJ…plus the “tainted ruts”image…JIM
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Thanks Jim.
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I really liked that bit, too – “tainted ruts… like a minefield”. It gives the piece some bite, a sense of texture.
Very nicely done.
Just started following you on Twitter 😊
Caz xx
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Awesome! Thanks Caz!
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