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aches
though
waking my, feet slide bare on my cool satin sheet
Still -
flames roar and burn in relentless, immeasurable singing, heat
Here
I, sprawl - still, not safe
from the
inky bend of your eyes slipping in my soul
as my
parchment skin aches back through the ages since you left
this
searing pain to erode, to devolve, as crumbled dried clay,
reduced
to this -
a pebble in the toe of my shoe
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Pearl, a pebble in the toe of one's shoe can be symbolic of SO much. As always on Sunday, I enjoyed your wordle poem. Clever use of the difficult words.
ReplyDeleteFilled with yearning and ache...lovely!
ReplyDelete...and yet, in some grand scheme far beyond our understanding, pebbles in shoes are important...
ReplyDeleteThis had the sense of a thought and feeling coming smoothly full circle like a pebble..a great metaphor..and clever use of words..
ReplyDeleteA small thing, the pebble, but makes so many things impossible.
ReplyDeleteLife can feel like point shoes or an old boot with a pebble, sometimes. Enjoyed your poem, Pearl.
ReplyDeleteBrilliant words. You really spoke to me with this one.
ReplyDeleteHi Pearl -
ReplyDelete"Singing heat" - that's VERY nice. Love that line.
A small pebble can be painful indeed.
ReplyDeleteSuch sorrow dear Pearl.
ReplyDeleteLovely and poignant!
ReplyDeleteTiny but very painful indeed! Love your turn mid-poem!
ReplyDeletePainful memories can be so hard to lose, but when love is involved they may last a lifetime. That ballerina did well if she was so afflicted!
ReplyDelete...a small reminder...thoughtful poem.
ReplyDeleteIt's when the pebble turns into a rock that proceeding grows difficult. Loved this, Pearl.
ReplyDeleteThis is good!
ReplyDeleteerosion
Brief but packed with an ache that is felt deep in the bones.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth