Here in a crevice near my heart,
the grief I field does not depart.
Lodged in the depths beneath my skin,
it harbors pain trapped tight within.
Lifted from the depths below,
my heart succumbs to thoughts of woe.
Its edges cut like sharpest steel
insisting I recall and feel.
The wild tides tumble me again,
salting my tears with waves of pain.
Its murmurs stir, then rock me calm.
offering me a soothing balm.
Ancestors reach up from the deep
to lull me to a restful sleep.
These bruises that I bear today
are the price that generations pay
for life that harbors treasures, too,
along with sadnesses we rue.
For Wordle 575 the prompts are: grief field skin depths edge salt murmuring bruises ancestors lifted crevice wants
You’ve crafted a beautiful piece from these words Judy
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Thanks, Sadje. This is one of the hardest I’ve done, partly because I have company and had trouble finding the time..
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You’re welcome. I know all about that. We want free time to write and they want us free to chat! 😄😉
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And I want to chat with them as well.
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Indeed we do.
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Much deep wisdom
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Thanks, Derrick.
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Such a hard experience on the soul. You did an amazing job with the words.
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Thanks, Lauren
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I really like that one Judy it goes in my keeper file.
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Is this keeper file in the air or tucked away in a room somewhere, Sam?
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Funny girl~! I guess: “in the air” may mean “in my head”; HA~! No, I have a special file on my computer with poems that I like to go back and re-read. Also, at times I like to go back and read some of my own writings. There are times that I think: could I have really written that~? Also some replies are interesting too.. There is one problem, sometimes the photos do not come back with the file.
It may rain here today. Ginny and I will be held inside, So little time that she will be here, and so many places to go. I have to fuss at her to make her stay out of my kitchen. I would gain 10 pounds from her wanting to bake cookies, and special foods.. We are planning a party of fried catfish and (chicken wings for people like you) toward the end of this week, a late birthday party with friends.
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Ha.. in the air is in cyberspace as opposed to being printed out somewhere.
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