Dark emeralds

Deep inside her
Along a seam, a scar
Where once she screamed
I pry out these, the essence
Of that trauma, pain
Formed in the Dark, 
pressure, agony compressed
When brought to light
These dark emeralds
Glisten and sparkle

From a prompt at imaginary garden

11 thoughts on “Dark emeralds

  1. Really wonderful and precisely true. Out of the damaged body the perfect emerald. Is this a doctor, a medicine man, a lover or a poet who performs this operation? Yes to all, I suppose. You preserved Wright’s sense of wonder in what is beheld in the end.

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  2. A beautiful metaphor for the deep healing of trauma. (Something I do in my work as a Reiki Master and metaphysical counsellor.)


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