Monday, July 16, 2018

Scratching the Surface


I  have a never-ending itch
seven days a week
barely scratching the surface of
my affliction

There is no magical
spray or lotion that can
soothe this restless heart

I inked you into my flesh
linking verses to ease the
rough  bumps of life


written for dVerse
a quadrille incorporating
the word itch using
44 words.

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20 comments:

  1. I don't think there is a cure but writing those verses do soothe and provides balance for the bumps in life ~ Thank you for being part of our journey ~ I still recall how you started, smiles ~

    Happy Anniversary ~

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  2. There is no magical
    spray or lotion that can
    soothe this restless heart

    That's the beauty of having the itch. It makes it all the more interesting when it comes! Right on, True!

    Hank

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  3. This sounds like poetry therapy:
    'I inked you into my flesh
    linking verses to ease the
    rough bumps of life'.

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  4. Sure is one itch that doesn't have a cure. Although two could have fun trying to scratch it haha

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  5. Ah....the soothing balm of writing!

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  6. "I inked you into my flesh linking verses to ease the rough  bumps of life".. this is heartwrenchingly beautiful!💖

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  7. Go Zen--be the itch, hear me scratch and scrawl and type word balms.

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  8. Nice! Only the pen can scratch this itch.

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  9. "I inked you into my flesh" makes me think of people who get tattoos of their lovers' names, and then break up with them. There's an old quote related to that. I can't remember the exact wording, but it basically says that the only names you should ever get tattooed on your body are that of your children or your parents.

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  10. ah well only the Poet's penned words can heal such, Nice write Truedessa


    much love...

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  11. Well-expressed. Don't know how I could survive without paper and pen.

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  12. Nice last stanza about inking someone into one's skin with verses.

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  13. Oh, I know that restless heart.........loved this one, True.

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  14. Did anyone else have the experience of thinking that lotion rhymed with something in this poem only to find that it does not really but still feels that it does? For some reason the word "surface" evoked an ocean for me here, and that is what I heard in lotion, which is cool because we are all sort of ocean's. Nice poem

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  15. Writer's itch...let the ink flow!

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  16. Write on, let it flow, a magical gift, you use words well *smiles*

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  17. This made me smile!! Beautiful!!

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  18. Sometimes it seems unbearable...the itch that never subsides. I guess that is true love. For those of us that write, we have an innate gift of healing.

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