If I had enough blood to spare,
I'd let it flow without a care
Stab my veins and let it run
From midnight to the morning sun
Instead I think it might be best
To bleed from the pen not my chest
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Paul Stewart
Scottish-Italian poet/writer from Glasgow.
Overflowing in English language torture and word abuse.
"Every man has a sane spot somewhere" R.L Stevenson
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After childhood years spent listening to these stories at the feet of Nana Belle, great aunts and great uncles, this part (my part) became both easy and hard. Easy when you grow up to become a writer. Hard knowing the oral traditions steeped in a history vast enough to eclipse the oldest mariner’s voyage are in danger of being lost simply because no one sits still to listen anymore.
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great poem and brilliant ending
I was going to say how bloody brilliant this is, but looks like Dana already jumped on that bad joke, so... I loved it and loved the message behind it!
Wow. So much conveyed in so few words, and something I’ve been thinking about a lot lately. Or at least my own interpretation of this resonates with me, LOL! I’ve been thinking about the human desire to give. To contribute. And for some, that does become a toxic martyrdom that helps absolutely no one as they bleed themselves dry. But for those who tap into their gifts, like you with your penmanship, they’re able to give of themselves without sacrificing their wellbeing. Maybe I’ve missed the mark, but then again true art is open to interpretation. I loved the rhyme scheme and succinctness too.
Bloody good poetry! (Sorry; it was there and I had to jump on it.)
Oh very wellllll. Keep all your blood to yourself then 🤣🤣🤣🤣 Loved your poem! 🍩🥐
I often think when I'm donating blood, "Just take it all. Give it to someone who will make good use of it." But from you, I prefer your bleeding be done from the pen.
Made me smile
Good point! This made me smile. Healing in words Lovely sentiment despite the violence of the initial magery x Brilliantly done 🤍