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Skin
This skin I’m in doesn’t keep my form
warm!
This skin I’m in belies my fifty years yet
tries
to elasticize life’s wounds hunkering their heavy tunes in my
swollen heart.
© Reneé Marie
Writing 201: Poetry (Day 3 –Skin, Prose Poetry, Internal Rhyme)
07 Wednesday Oct 2015
Posted in Poetry
reneemarie60 
I like this– clear, powerful message in a small package. I’m impressed!
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Thank you so much, Amanda! My heart writes on “auto pilot” and sometimes it lands well :o) Your feedback inspires me to keep trusting!
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Very well done!
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Thank you so much, Carol! My heart writes on “auto pilot” and sometimes it lands well :o)
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❤
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It is a wonderful poem. 🙂
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Thank you so much, Ranu! My heart writes on “auto pilot” and sometimes it lands well :o)
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My, my small words with a whole lot of imagery to it ”hunkering their heavy tunes in my swollen heart.”
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Thank you so much, Jacqueline! My heart writes on “auto pilot” and sometimes it lands well :o)
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Indeed, this landed well 🙂
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