Edward Ibeh Poet Free verse

I Let My Wounds Breathe

I let my wounds breathe; 
All wounds inflicted 
By life's serrated blade.
Notwithstanding 
Degrees of pain; 
Whether dull or sharp,
I let my wounds breathe. 
I don't smother them 
With bandages.
How about you? 
They are my crying eyes,
So I set them free to bleed 
To be licked dry 
By the wind's healing tongue.
You see, just like tears 
Stop flowing,
Lacerated wounds 
Stop bleeding 
To start the healing
After clotting over.


Date written: 03/21/2023

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Speaks Volumes March 21, 2023 at 10:26 PM Oh yes I too Edward, I had no bandages in mind. I most enjoy a poem that makes me think, because I have never been able to achieve that (my poems are terribly cut and dry). I have great admiration for this and others I have read of yours.

Speaks Volumes March 21, 2023 at 8:46 AM No I hide my wounds so no one will ask, why or how?. So no one will suspect. Your poem is a mystery, so many question spring to mind, and I am thinking this was your aim, a preponderance of questions to make the reader think. In that case, you have succeeded admirably, and are to be commended. If I am wrong, then you made me think, just the same. Edward Ibeh March 21, 2023 at 10:14 AM I speak of metaphorical wounds, Wendy:-) Yes, this poem is meant to be thought-provoking. Thanks for the visit, my friend.

Unseeking Seeker March 21, 2023 at 7:55 AM Does forgiveness or acceptance follow? Edward Ibeh March 21, 2023 at 10:17 AM Both do, Seeker:-)

John Lawless March 21, 2023 at 5:49 AM HMMM... A poser here Edward Edward Ibeh March 21, 2023 at 10:16 AM Thanks for the visit, John:-)