in Poetry 33 Words

bleeding

my mind sits
on the edge of a blade
sharpening
the
nib
cutting into
my psyche…I
haemorrhage

into the
cartridge…and..
calligraph

fractured lines

I am broken.

but
my words

are whole.

43 thoughts on “bleeding”

      1. N has been very busy and, unfortunately, has not had time to blog. So, as her less than prolific partner in poetry, I have taken up the role as sporadic reader and poster. She will be back to her normal routine in a few days. In the meantime you are all stuck with me 😀 Hope all is well, Yassy!

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      2. You scared us when you fell sick. Am glad you are fine now. I am fretting for your partner , what’s keeping her? Few days sounds a bit to long, don’t you think, lol. I am well , thank you ! I am going to hound you till she gets back, don’t tell me I didn’t warn 😳

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      3. I am feeling great, thanks, and appreciate your concern. N is pulling ten to twelve hour days at work and will be tied up for the rest of the week, it seems. What spare time she has we try to spend it together. In the meantime, I acknowledge your warning and encourage you to hound away 🙂

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