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Beautiful Scars Bestow Ivory Grace

It’s not just Jesus who rose into grace with scars from nails and the cross

Trees grow new branches from knots like wounded soul’s blemish’s scars

A rainforest’s undergrowth thrives in the mist of weeping from heaven

Ebony needs ivory for harmony preferably with tusks attached to the rhino

An elephant under cover of the hat inside a boa constrictor pleases the Prince


Joaquin would write poetry had he not been swallowed by a black raven 

On his shoulders and dogs that growl can bite fiercely with razor sharp fangs

Puncture marks empathize when they emphasize conjunction and junctures

A semicolon tattoo depicts the survivor from darkness shadows and light

No smoke without fire and his pen could not heal without fountains of sorrow


Juanita views wrinkles and stretch marks as cinnamon bark’s fine poise

Hides no longer self-harm lacerations with bracelets or covering bangles

Heals from a maze of disgraced projections owns grazes slashes and cuts

Paints a new canvas frames it with witch-hazel twigs leaves howling behind

Sounds all three pedals on forte’s piano has dampened onslaughts of fear


Joseph is a seer who had once lost his vision had dangled his ropes both sides

Of the sea saw but recovered the fulcrum of balance reads palm trees and palms

Life lines strife lines blisters blistering hardship hardened calluses’ resilience

Scars do not scare him as he places his faith into prayer gracing graces and hope

Tosses tussles meaning and harmony moulds silent retreat into flickering candles


‘Can’t put all your eggs into one basket no ominous pancakes without breakage’

What does not bend splinters and rages oozes and festers in foul purulent rage

Confusion needs contradictory feelings or one crosses Styx and Acheron too early

And the boatman needs both oars and currents to negotiate drift wood and pain

Any two master needs departure and destination roaring storms and calm respite


True ivory cannot be burnt and grace is a virtue but not without turning the table


21st April 2019

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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