meloostraightfromhertilt-a-world

      Poet's Home             All Poetry       Sign Up!  Login
© 2000-2020 Individual Authors of the Poetry. All rights reserved by authors.   353121 Poems Read.

Search for Poetry

   


Read Poetry
A Little Bit of Harlem in Your Life

THE STITCH IN THE TELEPHONE WIRES

The Springtime Shadows Play Games Upon The Wall

The Differences

If Prejudice Were Dumb And Could Not Speak



Wisdom of the Infinite

Not Someone's Grand Illusion

Home, Ghuey, Sweet Home

All Beings Considered

After Wide Sargasso Sea

Great Big Waterproof World

The Storm

I Turn Forward

Patch-Worked Trilogy

And Then It Wasn't Hard To Be Eight Years Old

Prairie Town Progress

Beyond Door Number Three

Great Spirit

Elise, Elise

The Make-Up of Molecules

Someone Send Out A Search Party

Make (of) Me A Snow Angel

Threading Myself Through The River Called Night

Not For The Bloom of Tears Cultivated These Last 100 Years

The Dreaming Life ( A Series Of Dream Vignettes)

Dragons

HOW

EVENTUALLY...

THERE WILL BE MORE ...

At Night I Dream of Vampires Who Have No Bad Intentions

morning thoughts (begin again)

Human History is Pockmarked With Tragedy

More Poetry >>

 
Features

  Sign Guestbook

Read Guestbook

 
   

THERE WILL BE MORE ...


************

I've heard:

the blister of pain
is not worth poking.

its made of old wounds
not like a new bride wearing blue
but like a widow
pulling weeds

if you lance a blister
it bleeds
scabs over
makes a scar that can last

I've outer skin
and inner alchemy
that doesn't heal
without leaving behind
a reminder of all
that's come before

is pain a wound
that finds us
one that too often reminds us
there will be more.



LEGAL COPYRIGHT FOR THIS POEM 6:24PM PST
5/5/2020 TIME/DATE STAMPED AND ALSO FOR THIS
LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED AUTHOR/WRITER/POET
MELISSA A. HOWELLS AND ALSO FOR THIS LEGALLY COPYRIGHTED SITE TITLE
MELOO STRAIGHT FROM HER TILT-A-WORLD...

THANK YOU FOR READING. MAH





Vote for this poem

Please Comment On This Poem

Comments

 Email Address