I take back what you have stolen and in your languages I announce I am now nameless.
My true name is a growl.
Margaret Atwood

28 April 2018

I am not scarred - paradise found

I am not scarred - paradise found
today I bleed, from the slip
sharpened edge of a blade
nicking skin, not deeply, a mere dip
just below, a whiff of copper to slay
the dragons haunting this glade, paradise lost, from the slip
they dizzy feast on the scent, for their hunger, I stay
held fast, in the care-less blood whispering warmth, fledgling winging this ship
navigating the dip below, deep earth sea, but no salt to pay
above a chord, a hum-alive, from death's clutching stride, birthing a lip
the taste of pulse, fresh blood, clipping new from old, a child bride of this spring day
a tender nick, like a blister will callous, healing skin over, from this slip



for: Real Toads: Fashion Me Your Words to FOLD ~ In April

Gillena hosts and asks us to consider poems about Destructive Weapons - and we have to use her poetic form, called the Fold to create our piece.  (see the prompt for specifics)

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16 comments:

  1. A tigah never worries about the little scrapes. It is the villagers who must worry! Happy Saturday, Chick-bone, and welcome to Toads!

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    1. thank ya kindly for the welcome, ya "old crank" - seesh, like do I need to jump start yer engine? LOL - hope you're having a Hedge "kick ass" weekend, for however that means, eh? (must insert Canuckian into things whenever possible, eh?)

      the villagers are resting ... tigah is sitting pretty for a snooze .... I'm gonna read the Zzzs meself in dem bones, for the rain plays with sunshowers today ....

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  2. Thank you for writing today Willow. 🤤OMG. You have absorbed us into the violence[maybe cultural] of this child bride
    We felt her pain and admire this brave soul. But we cannot condone it. Not in this century
    Your form is in tact.
    Good job of this prompt.

    Much🌼love

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    1. thanks Gillena ~ I really like your form, it just works for me, and since I generally have an aversion to forms, well, makes it all the more pleasant to try it and see how it works for certain ideas.

      Glad that you've picked up on one of the layered meanings here - indeed, we can't condone "child brides" in the traditional sense. At least, not in my books. Have a great weekend and thanks for stopping in 🍃

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  3. I love the language here, the innocence mixed with that blood, the pain building up to the child-bride, which can work in itself or as any innocence lost. I love how the lines grew longer and longer with that race in intensity (like a rape)

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    1. thanks Bjorn, some of us are just word nerds .... hence the verbosity, editing is my friend, is my newer mantra - and you're right, it does build, but I was rather unconscious of it, it just unfolded

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  4. What a good job you did with your child bride!!! Just a little, "nip and tuck," will do.

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  5. At first this baffled me (even while the language delighted me) ... then I read again and saw it as the perils of gardening, when both the thorns of the plants and our pruning tools can be destructive weapons ... and then I paid a bit more attention to the dragons....

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    1. No need to be baffled, unless I failed miserably, which is a possibility - but you're actually on the mark - it is about gardening, and spring cleaning, renewal, rebirth - how the tools of the trade are both necessarily destructive and yet offer hope, and it was a last minute subconscious addition of "child bride" that took it to another level. So however this is read and understood, is all good. I think, in the end, the messages are "there"

      Cheers Rosemary🍃

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  6. firstly, I love how you interpreted the form - you made it work for you. I read this as a kind of blood sacrifice to the spring, almost a return to the pagan rites of fertility - one gives a drop of blood in exchange for a fruitful season. And may it be so.

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    1. yes, so mote it be -

      indeed, the re/birth requires blood - always - in all life forms ... and I hadn't thought of the "pagan" aspect to this - hmmm .... I like it. Maybe it was subconscious. Works for me.

      and thanks, I really like this form - heh, which is weird in its own way.

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  7. The horror and innocence of a child bride-well done as was this form.

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thanks for sharing your thoughts, I greatly appreciate it.