Friday, December 19, 2014

that bruised place

that bruised place
quite small, really
but open to depths
never closed since first shock
aware of being here
no encoded response
from flesh dusted wild pulse
expressing just what is
but open  as one as all is one
precious beyond
already manifest
uniquely not comfortable
welcome not known
nowhere to hide being now

(poet K Mae posted her poem
 on the website:  Hello Poetry, to 
which I also contribute)

my response:  

that bruised place
screams of separation..
no comfort or welcome
a missive from now
face about

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