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Saturday, May 02, 2009

Confession for Sunday Scribblings

Sunday Scribblings prompts: Anything to confess?



between the spaces

untrussed, plucked


naked and cold

it remains


stark and raw

stiff and bold


stuck in the void

not to be withdrawn


no viable undoing

life altered by


one frozen confession

that cannot die




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16 comments:

Granny Smith said...

Beautiful poem that I have reread several times, trying to understand it all and finally just absorbing the feeling of it without needing a plot to a story. Thank you for sharing it.

anthonynorth said...

A confession can change all - this one is so powerful. And knowing.

paisley said...

i just this second read the prompt then stopped in.. what an excellent write sue!!!!

susan said...

I'm with Granny. It took me several reads and I couldn't help wondering why it so many abstractions. Made me think and I always appreciate that. Thanks.

AD said...

abstractions!!! love it

http://2short2sweet.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-confess.html

Dee Martin said...

The power of words - sometimes a thing just isn't real until it is put into words. Then it can't be recalled. Made me think too.

Cynthia E. Bagley said...

Very nice.

Lucy said...

i enjoyed this sue but am Not sure if you are referring to something specific
you know me and poems! I keep thinking in- vitro fertilization.. I am sure I am way off.
xo

danni said...

you are so talented --- there is a mystery about this piece that i need to keep digging for even after several times through - that aside, it has a beauty all its own!!!

Laelah said...

A very thought provocative post, I like it. And thank you for stopping by my blog and commenting on the artistic aspects of the post. It was much appreciated.

-Laelah

Jennifer Hicks said...

your words leave me thinking about the permanence of the impact of a confession or lack thereof! nice!

linda may said...

Great poem. Left me thinking that may be exactly why we need to make confessions, as locked away they fester.

AdellBeek said...

I got caught up in the flow of the words, and I love "no viable undoing/life altered by" because you can't change it, but life is changed, so true.

if said...

I love your vocabulary...!

Kilauea Poetry said...

Ah..another beautiful one I didn't see- nice job

floreta said...

this one makes me think!