Shoulders straight
Backbone unbuckled
You would never have known
She carried a weight that gave her any trouble
It was in her twenty yard stare
The hand that sometimes trembled
But otherwise she resembled
Any one of us
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Shoulders straight
Backbone unbuckled
You would never have known
She carried a weight that gave her any trouble
It was in her twenty yard stare
The hand that sometimes trembled
But otherwise she resembled
Any one of us
Oh, I love this one! So concise, yet you draw a deep and memorable picture!!
Thanks Grace 😊
Short but descriptive piece 👌 Keep up the good work and best of luck with your future pieces ✌ I’m also an aspiring poet. I’ve been writing for a long time but only recently began writing poems. Check out my latest post, I’d appreciate your thoughts https://mayet8.wordpress.com/2020/05/04/lone-wolf/
[…] It’s all in the way it’s carried […]
Beautiful, as always. This really spoke to me. I remember going through a period of intense stress in my life and it physically showed up in my back – it was always sore and had so many knots. But no one would’ve known the physical pain of that, or the emotional weight, because it was invisible. Thank you for sharing such sweet and tender words.
Thanks for reading Laura, and your thoughtful comment. I appreciate it. I hope your back is okay now – stress often shows up in our body and it’s such a difficult thing – no one understands that hidden pain.
Wow. Very beautiful and descriptive. 💓
Thankyou.
Amen. Not all wounds are visable