Scars
Come
in many
Shapes
Coloring
Strength
Can be
Dormant
Volcanic
Simmering
Dead embers
Scars of honor
Are scars that can be flaunted proudly- badges of honor for all eyes
Scars of shame
Inflicted by bullies are like stigmata- unhealed bleeding waiting for succor
Scars in children
Are the badges of bravado and onemanupship in playful rivalry
Emotional Scars are lifelong
Seared on the soul with cruel intent n malice verbally or by callous behavior
*** *** ***
Scars of love
Are scars to be glossed over and gloated upon privately
Children show scars like medals. Lovers use them as secrets to reveal. A scar is what
happens when the word is made flesh - Leonard Cohen
Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.
Kahlil Gibran (1883 – 1931)
It’s a shallow life that doesn’t give a person a few scars.
Garrison Keillor (1942 – ), in Salon.com
The scars of others should teach us caution.
Saint Jerome (374 AD – 419 AD), Letter
One man scorned and covered with scars still strove with his last ounce of courage to reach
the unreachable stars; and the world will be better for this.
Cervantes, The Impossible Dream
Turn your scars into stars – — Robert H. Schuller
Originally Published: July 26, 2009
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Reflections
Reflections
a shower of light
devouring many a plight
benevolent friend unknowing
grit n hope for better future sowing
an ant tirelessly climbing
wall of life slippery
ascending descending
slave to destiny’s whimsy
a helping hand in philanthropy
achieving set goal with alacrity
two like minded heads than none
are defintely better than one
mission accomplished
time to enjoy and celebrate
there’s time to work hard and strive
and then there’s time to take stock and unwind!
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Originally Published: July 25, 2009
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Au Claire De La Lune (In The Moonlight)
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Embellished by starry lariats
Slithering sliding stretching
Across dark silken sheets, Diana
Deigns to show face in her boudoir
Her hold mesmerizing subtle
Luna packs mega power
Robs senses of many
Affects tides to crest n trough
At her beauty’s peak
Every full moon day, Moon
Attracts sacrifices n prayers
And in return empowers healers
Women pray for husband’s life annually
Lovers sing paeans to it’s silvery beauty
Moon holds place of honor in the heavens
This Diana does night’s canopy emblazon
Diana is patroness of animals n hunting
She play hide n seek suddenly vanishing
Veiled by clouds dark and foreboding
NO moon to New Moon leads to rejoicing!!
Moon is ultimate lover’s delight for comparisons
It’s beauty is tarnished when love’s undone
Lover’s honeymoon is soon over after quarrels
Honeys separate as moon’s sight them frazzles
**Diana, Luna are names for Moon
Honeymoon: A short period of doting between dating and debting. – Ray Bandy
Three things cannot be long hidden: the sun, the moon, and the truth. -Buddha
Men are like the earth and we are the moon; we turn always one side to them,
and they think there is no other, because they don’t see it – but there is.
- Olive Schreiner South African, Writer
Originally Published: July 3, 2009
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HEART BEATS
heart beats leap
closer as she creeps
almost touching
to pass me by
I almost had it
four eyes met
mine a mix of
hope and joy
moments sublime
tiptoe in at times
Unawares and leave
Slivered love, sieved
love throbs ebb n flow
pendulums to and fro
wind chimes trilling
waning with wind flow
moments of almost
had it in the palm
do not calm
love alarm!!
Originally Published: July 2, 2009
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