We Carry On Comments
the blade is tossed aside
unlikely to be divulged
by a week's worth of shrubbery;
perhaps it may be forgotten over
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You Cover This Subject Very Well! ! ! ! ! Excellently Done! ! ! ! ! Very Powerfully And HeartFully Said! ! ! ! ! The Give And Take, And Sharing Of Love/Life! ! ! ! ! The 3CS To Love, , , Care, Compassion, And Compromise, For Love To Grow And Survive....Can't Recall Who's Book, Says That. But... Made Sense! ! ! ! ! heh. But, Thank You So Much For Sharing This! ! ! ! ! Many Many 10S! ! ! ! ! +++++
p/s Believe The Forgiveness Comes With Compassion... Again Excellent Poem! ! ! ! !
Thank you, Rebecca, as always. Your words are always encouraging and always brighten my day. Thank you, again, and be blessed, my friend.
Hey, Neal! Sometimes the hardest people to forgive are ourselves. It's telling to me that of the few things in the pared-down prayer Jesus taught us to pray, forgiveness is there. How can we live a life without offending? It strikes me that that ranks with going through life without making mistakes. And who are we mostly likely to hurt but the people closest to us, the ones with whom we've let our guard down? Among the many gifts in life is forgiveness freely given from the people we've hurt. Glen
Glen, you've extended my thoughts to wells of deeper wisdom with your insight. We often fail to forgive ourselves, hanging on to a condemnation for which we have already been promised absolution. And, yes, the impossibility of life without offense, the necessity of forgiveness as a essential to the very fabric of existence as life itself. And as part of the divine nature as love itself. A gift, indeed, to share in the nature of the divine in the act of forgiveness.
Wow! This is such a strong piece, as the hurt and pain spills across the page. To try to forgive and carry on to sew our patchwork of emotions out of a habbit, a habbit that is so hard to break. Sometimes a bandage is not enough, it can unravel. I see myself within this piece, only my bandage fell off. Annette.
Thank you, Annette. As it seems to be your experience as well, the honesty flows easily from fresh wounds. It's a part of the messiness of life with humans. But we go on. Be blessed, my friend! :) S
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7/27/2025 8:19:37 PM # 1.0.0
I forgot to breathe. About half-way through I got a bit dizzy and took a breath.. Seamus, when I said your writing was breath-taking I didn't mean you to take me literally. This is stringing words together in a mighty chain, my friend. It's style is somewhat like William Faulkner's and since I love that writer, please believe that is the highest words of praise I can give a poet. Now I think I will go seek some oxygen.... [on my fav list and gazillions of 10's on this]
Thank you, Susan. When we write in the midst of pain, sometimes it feels like we are bleeding words. The syntax and punctuation are often irrelevant in the presence of pain, or fear, or anguish, and even love. Your encouraging and gracious kindness is always treasured. We live, and we write, and sometimes we are fortunate to do so in the company of kindred souls. I am blessed to share this adventure with you and the other kindred souls I have found here. Have a beautiful weekend! :) S