Tag: despair
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The Healing Poet?
(Inspired by R S Thomas) Dipping his head the poet drank from the depths of his soul, there in his woundedness lay memories of such pain, Remember me they cry, we can wound again, write us out, share our bane. ——– Still, he wrote, and I’ve heard, a despair sore, poems written, stored,…
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P T S D
Glimpses of, What might have been, Nightmares of what has been. Days spent in restless anticipation of fear, nausea, hope or despair. —— Hating my own hair and teeth, revolted by the marks on my flesh, loved by someone who stands by me Day on day, hour on hour. —— No criticisms or judgements, no…
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