“A Cleansing”
Painting by pearl82980
From deviantart.com
turn the key
drop the chains
from the heart
open up
the pale skin
let the anger
and bitterness
drain from
the veins
leave the past
in a puddle
abandon the
pain pluck
the nettles
forget how
the blame
came to birth
disown guilt
through remorse
become soft
with tomorrow
enjoy these
new few
freshened days
look to bloom
in this sweet
final season
ready for
dying in
rose petal peace
clean at last
Writer Lynne Sargent
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Poesy plus Polemics 
Exhaled. Thank you.
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you are most welcome, Audrey
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Reblogged this on OUR POETRY CORNER.
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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Brilliant.
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glad that you liked it
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Again, as with Bring It On, I really like this form. It feels like a paradoxical combination of ellipses and speed in a stream of consciousness. Is there a canonical precedent for it?
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none that I’m aware of – it’s simply how it falls on the page
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Simply lovely!
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thanks, Lulu
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Oh My Goodness. I need this for my keepsake file, Paul–WOWZA.
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you do me great honor with those words
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Deb–my sis by God’s gift, not birth/marriage–was crazy for the poem too. There are a few of yours in my fave’s file–but this one is THE fave; it’s as though an angel wrote it with your pen.
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Reblogged this on MADWOMAN of GHOST HARBOR and commented:
It’s no secret that I’m a first-row fan of Paul’s–and this poem of his stunned me near-speechless (no small feat). It’s like a prayer of surrender–I can feel God holding me, safe, as I consider the soul’s deep end.
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers – but most of all thank you for your blessed reaction – it touches me deeply
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Wow this is lovely, sweet surrender!
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I greatly appreciate that
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Lots of wisdom and power in this one, Paul. Bravo.
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much appreciated, Cheryl
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Reblogged this on Poesy plus Polemics.
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yea the past is a hole
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but we can climb out of it
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is what i meant. like it’s deleted so leave it alone 🙂
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Oh my! I really love this, it’s a direct to the heart 🙂
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thank you kindly, elle
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channeling the Holy Ghost. I think you got it all.
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much appreciated
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A humbled surrendering, Paul, beautifully scribed.
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thanks kindly
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