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Sticks and Stones

A message written in the sand,
washed away by the tide,
engraved in my soul,
tattooed onto my skin
burnt deep into my heart.

Fragments drifting
on a sea of memories
bobbing up and down,
sometimes make me smile,
sometimes make me cry.

The things we said,
the things we felt,
the things we knew,
the things we meant
washed away by a single tear.

Life takes you by the hand
and leads you down
another road entirely,
you feel safe and sound,
until you pass by memory lane.

The ghosts rear their ugly heads
the message clear
in bold, 3-foot capitals
scribed in acid flame
upon the face of now.

Give me sticks and stones any day.


© Sybille Sterk
Do not copy or publish this poem in any way shape or form without my written permission.

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Poem. Feeling a little blue tonight.


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I am a very creative person and it’s my way of dealing with the world, inside and out. I am only happy when I am making things or painting or writing. There are just not enough hours in the day…. I am into poetry and photo manipulation at the moment and also dabbling in photography. :-)

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Comments

  • eoconnor
    eoconnorover 4 years ago

    wonderfull write of malancolt and love gone !LIZ

  • Thank you Liz. :-) xo

    – Sybille Sterk

  • Lisa  Jewell
    Lisa Jewellover 4 years ago

    sorry you are feeling blue….

    wonderfully written, I know those ugly rearing heads….sigh

    xoxox

  • Thank you Lisa… those heads are like those of the hydra…. xo

    – Sybille Sterk

  • preacherman
    preachermanover 4 years ago

    beautifully written

  • Thank you so much Paul. xo

    – Sybille Sterk

  • Rhenastarr
    Rhenastarrover 4 years ago

    Poignantly, beautifully expessed. An instant fave.

  • Thank you so much. :-) xo

    – Sybille Sterk

  • linaji
    linajiover 4 years ago

    hearts and love to you Magic PIE!! xox

  • Thank you Sweetie. :-) xo

    – Sybille Sterk

  • stephaniemwood
    stephaniemwoodover 4 years ago

    Wishing that I could teleport you here to sit with me in the waning sunshine while the singbirds sing in the trees. You’ve written this elegantly yet the pain of Past leaks out as the blood from the wounds it creates in the deepest parts of us. It never helps much, but I can identify with this completely.
    Sending you Joy. :)

  • Thank you Stephanie. :-) That would be lovely. How’s that for coincidence, my favourite sister is called Stephanie. :-) xo

    – Sybille Sterk

  • Sally Omar
    Sally Omarover 4 years ago

    A sad…absolutely beautiful write!!!!!! xoxoxoxo

  • Thank you so much Sally. Have you tried MyFreeCopyright yet? xo

    – Sybille Sterk

  • sandra .
    sandra .over 4 years ago

    Sybille…“memory Lane”, sometimes best avoided.
    A wonderful read full of truth and believe it or not POWER…
    Love to you Sybille, sandra :)

  • Thank you so much Sandra. :-) xo All the support is sooo appreciated. :-)

    – Sybille Sterk

  • RosaCobos
    RosaCobosover 4 years ago

    That single tear is a like a sea-quake
    profound and blistering inside….
    just needing..
    a shore to explode…and then..
    die away.
    Rosa (beautiful and remembering´s reassuring, Sybille..love your name..)

  • Thank you so much Rosa. What a lovely comment and a different view. :-)

    Thanks for the compliment re my name, I love yours! :-) xo

    – Sybille Sterk

  • Karen Cougan
    Karen Couganover 4 years ago

    great story, thanks for sharing
    xkc

  • Thank you Karen for reading. :-)

    – Sybille Sterk

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