Wednesday 17 July 2013

Muse



Unexpected melodies find my ear
And turn my head
A softness blooms, liquid in your eye
Exquisite guileless words, loosed
Find their mark
& make me beautiful
It lingers, like bruises on my face.
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13 comments:

  1. NataĊĦek4 August 2013 at 02:12

    it lingers, like bruises on my face... a very strong closing line..

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  2. Sumana Roy4 August 2013 at 02:43


    nice lines :)

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  3. Gemma Wiseman4 August 2013 at 03:40

    From melody to bruises. A hint of an awry beauty here. Intriguing.

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  4. Vandana Sharma4 August 2013 at 03:51

    Pain is there but the way it is shown is beautiful

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  5. Brian Miller4 August 2013 at 04:35

    ouch...what a contrast between the beauty and the bruises...
    ouch...painful...i would hope you dont have to live in that...
    if so, i am glad you found beauty as well...

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  6. Dances With Vodka4 August 2013 at 04:45

    Wow! What an unexpected closing! Thank you for sharing!

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  7. aka_andrea4 August 2013 at 04:49

    nothing stings like a carelessly cast off word especially when it comes unexpectedly~

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  8. Mary4 August 2013 at 04:56

    Oh, that last line was a real gut-punch!! I was NOT expecting that.

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  9. LaTonya Baldwin4 August 2013 at 05:06

    The contrast made me pause.

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  10. Sherri B.4 August 2013 at 06:15

    This is wonderful...

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  11. Mademoiselle Modelle5 August 2013 at 09:03

    Quite beautiful & that last line..powerful.

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  12. humbird5 August 2013 at 14:48

    ah, how words reflected on us...make beautiful, but sometimes feel like bruises...wish you much self love :)

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  13. Anonymous5 August 2013 at 23:44

    Hope this isn't a reflection, but a story to tell.

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