Thaw

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What shall I do
with this chasm of heaviness
heaped upon worn
dusty shoulders;
brush its tangled locks 
lay it down to pale slumber
bury it under vintage quilts,
sing it a lilting lullaby 
filling the empty longing 
in echoing corridors?


How might I warm
this bitterly biting frost
spreading deep within;
thaw it with a full cup of honeyed tea,
let it rest with a snap, crackle and spark of a fireplace,
blanket its shivering limbs until spring?

What shall I do
with these sacred splintered fragments of myself;
cuddle and cradle them in tenderness, 
blanket them snuggly 
in cotton swaddling 
until they feel warm and alive at home in my heart again?
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eleven_eleven's picture

cool piece from a sometimes

cool piece from a sometimes cold one :)

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Thanks

Very much for your kind words and commenting 


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Stephen's picture

Thaw

The process of becoming whole after splits of personality caused by trauma.  Stephen

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Yep

Painful, but needful.

Thanks much!


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