on heart-bloodied bits
of memories
when battles were chosen
because honestly loving
demanded no less.
Photo by Neil Rosenstech on Unsplash
Featuring poetic beats, lyrical storytelling, and other assorted jazz.
Featuring poetic beats, lyrical storytelling, and other assorted jazz.
Bloody but unbowed, I hope!
ReplyDeleteAlways!
DeleteHmmm, is that a monster within?
ReplyDeleteWithin, without, vacationing in the south of France. :D
DeleteLove the concision!
ReplyDeleteThanks!
DeleteNice one... I have me my share of angry monsters within... but as much as possible i deny them the right to mess up my life
ReplyDeleteHave a good weekend Rommy
much love...
It is always good to be aware of the level of control one might have in any situation, yes.
DeleteLove this! And I guess we all fight our monsters within.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Astrid!
DeleteA monster that you fight or the monster you unleash when you need the strength to fight?
ReplyDeleteYes 😉
DeleteIn so few words ... amazingly deep / profound. A beautiful write, Rommy.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Helen
DeleteSo much conveyed in so few words. So well done, Rommyu.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Bev
DeleteOf course. And of course not. The battleground is equal.
ReplyDeleteExactly
DeleteI've always thought that monsters we get to know become allies, even friends. And we should always feed our friends.
ReplyDeleteYears of tea lessons have prepared me to be a good hostess.
DeleteOh, those monsters living inside us! This is so well written,
ReplyDeleteRommy.