Feelings…
…unacknowledged since childhood
are erupting
like open wounds
not properly cleansed with antiseptic.
Mourning my losses
resolving my fears
become the purpose of each day.
Emotional scars
ignored too long,
forgotten,
locked away
deep in ones’ subconscious,
not dealt with,
stuffed so deep
one hardly remembers…
…becomes the molten lava,
expanding from inside out,
ultimately,
irrevocably,
pushing away
all those relationships
that finally come to us
with open arms.
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My gosh! Sara, I swear you know EXACTLY how to reach out and strum the chords of our souls. Incredible piece!
This one hits close to home and identifies so much I deal with whenever I let my guard down. Thanks for capturing them so I can see it with an objective eye for a change, Sara.
You couldn’t have described my own process any better! And that photo is such a beautiful compliment to your incredible words… I love how you push me to go deep and then deeper still…
(p.s. new bloggie online – it’s been a great way to transition to the work I am doing with shadow…)
amazing the life of childhood emotions and how they remain paused, waiting – do we dare to imagine, “the right time?” or least a time their flow may carry the debris to sea.
I was going to say it sounds like you’re having a bad day trying to cope with some things, but then I read the comments.
That being said, I do hope you’re NOT having a bad day!
Nice.. loved the one.. and, I also could relate – BIG time. The volcano is a great analogy. Thanks for this.
“stuffed so deep
one hardly remembers”…Oh so apt, so true Sara. The power of the mind to block out that which causes us trauma is incredible isn’t it ?
Feelings…
…unacknowledged since childhood
Boy you sure know how to touch the core within me. That child, the youth, the young man, they all want to reach out to you and say “thanks” for remembering us!
Back to feel your words again Sara. There is sometimes so much comfort in acknowledging that hurt and trauma is a universal experience and that by this simple acknowledgment we can gain strength.
oh yes yes yes yes!
and then they flood on our tears
and build great islands
That we get to vacation on! Rockin’!!! I LOVE this poem. Beautiful writing. Have SOOO lived Your words. Thank YOU!!!
Cheers and Namaste All.
remember:
“They that sow in tears shall reap in joy”. Ps. 126:5
You’re precious in His eyes.
Well written as always Sara
Your poems and images invite me to think about so many relations and how what wasn’t dealt with cleanly festers and swells to an explosive spew. Really good work!