I Have Scars

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I have scars that can’t be seen

Perhaps I met them in a dream

If you can’t see them

Then they’re not real

How I wish this was truth

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I have scars they cut me deep

They separated muscle from bone

And feeling from life

They cut ties to my human side

And made me live in the dark recesses

Where knife cut matter

And what lives inside cries

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Yes, I have scars

But I don’t wear them well

Only time will tell

Flying clocks with wings

Erase the messages of time

The ceaseless nagging of pain

At the bottom of my psyche

Washes the light of life

A tinged hint of gray

Darkens the day

Just a little

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My scars don’t define me

Only bind me

Intertwine me

In the place that can’t exist

If my reaching soul climbs out of the carnage

Blossoms like a flower

A tiny bud releasing it’s beautiful fragrance into the world

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Light of the Creator

Designs a crater

A chasm to be filled with love and joy

Radiates light

Of all that might

Gracefully walk in peace

To the gates that unlock the freedom of your soul.

Blessitude

Lorrie

1/26/15

 

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My healing journey on the continuum of "It's all wrong" to "It's all right!" I love art and the creative process, reading, writing, and playing tennis.

65 thoughts on “I Have Scars”

    1. Dear Trini…thank you so much! Some poems come out with more impact to the writer…this one did for me. I have some things going on that are taking my time…and I need to be here more than ever! I am so grateful for your love…thank you soul sister ❤ ❤

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    1. Thank you for coming by Bernadette!! ❤ I know you and I are alike…and some of our scars belong to others. I am in the business of trying to figure out what is mine. Much love to you ❤

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  5. This really touches the heart. It is a reassuring thing to be hurting and struggling, and then to read words describing those feelings which have been written by a person who in spite of her scars and pain, is still warm and full of hope.

    Hugs and Blessings,
    Theresa

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    1. Theresa…I can’t describe the love you just made pour out of my heart. And the tears fall from my eyes. I am Blessitude…I know it. This amazing grace that lives in my heart is what gives me hope…no matter the crazy (and I mean crazy) circumstances that surround me.

      Thank you so much for your beautiful words…they truly mean so much to me. May your week be filled with love, and hope, and peace. ❤

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  11. From out of our pain, my dearest Friend, and those scars as well, is created such Beauty and Love that surpasses this earthly realm we at this time, exist upon. From out of that darkness, comes such Understanding and Compassion for Others, and that, my sweet Lorrie, is our Gift to this world. One cannot reach out unless that one has walked the fires. Bless you. With tears and Love, Amy

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    1. Thank you my beautiful friend…I am crying…but good tears. Tears because we share a bond in our pain…and in our love for the world ❤ I so appreciate your comment…thank you for comforting me in your time of pain…Bless you ❤

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  12. Lorrie, Reading your poem I began to think about the scar tissue in my shoulder. Using crutches and typing both inflame it. Every now and then I need to have the tissue broken up so I can move more freely. Nothing I can do will ever make the tissue go away, so life is about living with it, hopefully with some small amount of compassion. It is impossible to make it through life without accruing scars. Hopefully sometimes they are also proof that we have lived, surprising (as you note) sources of light.

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    1. Oh, Michael…Thank you. I think you bring up a very poignant point…that life is about “living with it.” And the key in that phrase is “with” as opposed to fighting it. I can’t tell you how many times I fight things in my life and it only makes them stronger! I need to embrace the scars because I learn so much from them. This was not always so…but I have changed. Thank you my friend for your beautiful wisdom…and I pray for your shoulder to allow you the ease of movement. Many blessings ❤

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  13. Hello Lorrie,

    I found you by way of my good friend Deborah ~ Espiritu en Fuego/A Fiery Spirit Blog. What a beautiful share! I live in recovery 8years now on Jan 29th. . . and live with mental/emotional health as well, this touched my ‘heart’.
    Author, Cat Lyon 🙂

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    1. Deborah is so dear to me!! I am so happy to meet you 🙂 And a giant happy anniversary on your 8 years!!! I’m so happy this touched you in that beautiful place we call a heart…I am sure you have had your share of hard times…and scars. I think our walk here is about what we learn from those scars. Thank you so much for stopping by…I will be over to check out your house 🙂

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    1. Thank you so much for sharing a piece of my soul!!! All of my writings are like my children…I love them for they come through me. But this one was very powerful for me and it makes me so happy that you thought enough to share it!!! Thank you so much Catherine 🙂

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    1. I can feel your arms around me!!! I was in your neck of the woods for about 20 hours last week. I drove by our “walking place” and I couldn’t help think of you. I miss you and I send you much love and healing also!! ❤ ❤

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  22. Sweet Lorrie you have perfectly described inner scars with your words…my what talent. Scars don’t go away but they do fade with time.Love big, warm hugs and wonderful blessings to you dear Lorrie.

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    1. Oh, Maggie…Thank you so much my dear friend!! Your words always warm my heart and I care for you very much. Thank you for being so kind and giving when you have your own struggles you are dealing with. I send you lots of love ❤

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    1. Oh…Thank you JoAnne…I see you can FEEL the poem as well as hear it 🙂 Life is a dance and sometimes it’s free and beautiful…other times a bit frenetic…chaotic. Thank you for your beautiful comment! ❤

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  24. Beautiful Lorrie, as in the sand pebbles that get rolled around , we come up for air with a sparkle once we get to the beach and have travel the road less traveled, where the sun can truly shine on us! We are free! Much love Robyn

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