Friday, June 19, 2009

Wounded

Alas, a cynic
I am not.
With blunt precision
You found the spot.

Oceans between us--
So far apart.
Yet your rapier tongue
Pierced my tender heart.

Ruth Powers, copyright, 2009
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3 comments:

  1. Crabby McSlackerJune 19, 2009 at 6:10 PM

    Ouch.

    You make the pain seem so real.

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  2. RuthJune 19, 2009 at 6:57 PM

    My friend Crabby,

    In this case, it is (sometimes, my poems are more inventive and less about me).

    But I can be a little hyper-sensitive, sometimes. So, it's easy for me to feel zinged by certain people, even if that's not necessarily their intention. ;-)

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  3. AnonymousJune 23, 2009 at 11:41 AM

    Hurts soooooo good, sharp points dipped in powerful healing medicine....
    Thanks for the Truth Ruth!
    Chrysanthe

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