Cancel all the doubt,
For even flawed you are perfect.
Labour until you are found,
The person you will be proud of.
Stretch out your arms,
Until the elastic snaps you up again,
And into waiting arms.
This week the Three Word Wednesday words were labour, cancel and elastic.
I snap the halo under heel,
Paint the angelic wings black.
I’m stepping out from behind the veneer
From behind the expectations people foster.
You may think this will be my ruin,
But this is me.
And I’ll go out with a smile.
This week the Three Word Wednesday words were angelic, ruin and foster.
This poem was inspired by a quote I was sent today – ” Forgiveness is the fragrance that the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.”
Her perfect heel,
So smooth and soft,
Is scented with the petals,
She treads upon.
For on her chosen path,
She thinks not of the,
Violets delicate perfume,
Trailing in her wake.
I’m continual movement.
Sweeping up people and things,
Into my happy, wild, whirlwind life.
Some fall by the side,
Few make it past the sparkling surface.
Beyond my careful presentation,
My slight of hand,
To the eye of the storm.
To see me.
The real me.
While all else spins around us,
I stand bare before them,
And my insecurity is crushing.
The blue of snow laden skies,
Ringed with denim blue.
How many hours had she stared into them?
The eyes that first pulled her in.
She did the smiling for them both now.
The blue hid behind lashes.
Dark fingers against ice flesh.
The only words they shared,
Were razor sharp.
She wished she could control,
This week, the Three Word Wednesday’s prompt words were flesh, razor and control.
Alone on a hill,
I detach myself from the world.
No emotions surge through this body,
They have poured onto the paper,
Screwed up in my hand.
Everything is broken.
Yet your smile is a jolt.
There is hope.
The prompt words for this weeks three word Wednesday are jolt, detach and surge.