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When I don’t write
words get stuck in my throat,
tightening my muscles.
They curl up in my lungs
Making it hard to breathe
a slow, painful strangulation
sucking the life out of me.
Silence does that.
I had so many years of terrified silence
So many years of threats
to my life
Saw so many people in pain
and fear
the way I was
with no way to know
that they weren’t alone.
So now when my words
uncoil on the page,
become books that reach others
and I hear back how grateful they are
My throat loosens
My breath eases
My heart feels full,
And healing happens.
© Cheryl Rainfield, April 2014
I like reading about writing, and I like writing about writing.
Here’s a poem I just wrote about writing. I hope you enjoy it.
Writing Words
There are words beneath my skin.
Poems.
Secrets.
Memories held.
They lie there,
waiting
for me to listen,
so they can bubble up
to the surface,
ink on my skin-paper,
released.
I breathe.
and write.
Cheryl Rainfield, all rights reserved.
May 15, 2008
Two Writing Teachers is hosting Poetry Friday this week; check it out for more great poetry.
photo: Erin Mason (~*erin*~ @ flickr)
Changing History . . .
I change history
every day
when I write.
I draw up all the old wounds
the pain that’s black with rot inside me
so old and deep only my pen can touch it
and I shape it into words, into story
that saves the girl
protects the child
loves them all
like they never were.
The words flow like tears.
And with that saving,
the wounds heal, just a little
rot clearing to show fresh blood,
then skin closing over,
and I breathe
and laugh
as history shifts.
Stories are powerful things.
I know it well.
Cheryl Rainfield, all rights reserved
March 11, 2008
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It’s lovely to hear that.
Beautiful poem, Cheryl.
Aw, thank you Ezzy; I appreciate it! (smiling at you) I wrote it on the spur of the moment for Poem In Your Pocket Day.
Healing does happen. And I’m sure your words help those who need to heal.
Thank you, C. Lee. (smiling at you) I think writing is healing for so many of us. And books, too.