These changes fall upon us
Fresh skin
No scars
No story
In our dreams our skin is unmarked
We peel the scars off
That is love
Her wishes
We dare not share our pain
We dare not speak
The Red Queen listened
She checks her hair with a mirror
I love her
She is alive
She sees things no one else does
I would like to spend the day with her
But she doesn't speak
Not today
I walk to and fro
To see her
Our feet get tired
Our head more so
We would like a normal body
We would like not to see our history
Every time we wash
But we are still here
Scars or not
Perhaps that is a miracle
An adventure
We have so much to say
But remain silent
We let the changes wash over us
At peace for a second
A second is enough.
"In our dreams our skin is unmarked," this is such a strong image, Jae!
ReplyDeleteWe peel the scars off
ReplyDeleteThat is love . . . I have noticed how Love makes everything beautiful. A second is enough. What a lovely poem!
Change is sometimes welcome, sometimes not. "We let the changes wash over us / At peace for a second"---It's beautiful when we see the face of peace even if for a moment.
ReplyDelete"These changes fall upon us
ReplyDeleteFresh skin
No scars
No story"
Sometimes change is like that brand new like the song says "A baby changes everything"
Happy Wednesday JAE
Much💞love
"We peel the scars off. That is love." That is healing, too. "Every time we wash, but we are still here." I am glad you are here, my friend. I LOVE your two closing lines.
ReplyDelete"In our dreams our skin is unmarked" What a powerful line. Beautiful poem
ReplyDeleteHere I am saying it again; this is a wonderful piece of writing Jae. No that doesn't seem right I think it is brilliant. Well done!
ReplyDeleteAll through this you give words that are familiar and hit home but in the end "At peace for a second/A second is enough."
ReplyDeleteSometimes a second is all we have. Thank you
Fresh skin is like a fresh page, open to new scars, new interpretations. I love the idea of love peeing off the scars; it’s true, ‘no scars, no story’. The final lines are so sad.
ReplyDeleteJae Rose,
ReplyDeleteI looked at your poem from the point of view of having a personal failing, or blemishes. How we perceive ourselves. Yet, there's something inside of us that must remain brave and not force a change, simply for others. To be happy within our own skin..A beautiful poem..