Thanks to val for her help, support and encouragement You might not want
or even realize
there are some times
the melancholic look
stemming from your eyes
becomes so pure and real
that I can glance at the soul
behind the headlights.
This is when I perceive
the pain you try to hide
during those deep silences
in the cold somber nights,
they leave my heart
broken in halves.
But those are the times
when hope arises.
When it seems as if we could
make wounds become small scars,
just by becoming part
of each other's lives.
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100 comments:
Hope certainly turns wounds into small scars which don't even hurt. I loved this poem =)
A touching sentiment at the end.
even if this one is just a free verse poetry... i like the way on how you deliver your thoughts and imagery!
very beautiful indeed! ;)
I agree with you and with Jim. In your verse here, when 'hope arises..[and] wounds become small scars' we move on to another level and can more easily bear our pain.
A great great verse. Selflessness alone can lead us to cheerfulness, the real bliss within and mark you, that statement is not a poetry but hard earned truth.
I didn't know you write so well. I love you.
This is a lovely poem Mariana.
You should definitely write more.
Take Care.
Well written poem... and the chosen photo fits well with the poem tone.
the broken in half image reminded me of making paper valentine's in school, how you fold a piece of paper in half and cut through both with one wing like shape you suddenly have the metaphorical image of the heart.
making me think on that one...
very very sensitive and a pleasure to read, with each line i felt more immersed and then as if there is a light at the end. you should do more poetry querida.
Beautiful
Very nice. the power of a look.
As I told you, this is wonderful, because it is honest and when something is honest, it is art. A good writer and reader always knows the difference. Writing poetry is not about flowery language or linguistic gymnastics, it's about the truth and telling it from the heart and soul. I for one, can't wait until you write and post another and the tiny bit of help I gave you was an honour. Keep writing sweetie and keep shouting your truth. HUGS
Sounds like you have been having a rough time, I am sorry to hear it. I value your posts and "arguing community" a lot.
To go back to the last post, I also think it's different if words appear in questions rather than as (sweeping) statements. It's when there's a verbal monolith that there is falsity I think...because the nature of existence, globalized and individual, is always in motion.
I too find your words touching, and your form suitable.
You do write the truth, how we can love one another in distances and closely, how the sight of each other can change everything, how it can hurt and it can heal, but in healing there is always a sign that is left behind, always a scar.
Thank you for sharing.
Wonderful. Absolutely, wonderful.
Your writer's voice, your writer's heart and the emotional learnings of your life come through so clearly in this poem, Mariana. I, too, will be waiting for more of your work.
Hi Mariana! Thanks!
Bautiful poem and image too.
I like it!
bautiful
the wounds closed, the sky clears and the sun will shine brightly
trouble shared is trouble halved; you convey wounding, noticing, healing, and longing with a quiet and unhurried dignity.
It's wonderful to read this poem of yours, Mariana.
Can we expect more poems on your blog?
May I suggest one small edit? Replacing 'lifes' with 'lives' at the end.
Otherwise it's perfect. :)
Simply beautiful ... I am very moved at this moment.
You have so much to say...
Sister
TO ALL:
Thanks for your amazingly encouraging comments, they helped me a lot, I was indeed pretty afraid of expressing myself in this new artistic form (writting poetry in english is new for me).
The act of expressing publicly a more personal side trough poetry ( I am not confident about my skills for it) made me afraid of being rejected or ignored by my own blogging friends (Yes I am a pretty unsure person).
But your marvelous words moved me to tears. Made me more confident that by being honest, brave, and following your guts (you need to listen them with care), you can create something valuable, even a valuable artwork. But I still believe that discipline and practice are very important. They refine and improve the outcome. Which is what I am willing to do after all the support I have been provided with.
Love to you all
M
Lucy in the sky:
I really liked recieving your comment, thanks for it. besides being hopefull, omes from a writter who I really respect.
Jim murdoch:
Thanks, I respect a lot your opinions about literature and poetry, so I really apreciate your words, and yes, the last words emerged from a true feeling I am experimenting.
Jim Benavidez Estoque:
Thanks a lot for your encouragment, to tell you the truth I do not even know what free verse poetry stands for exactelly (You are welcome to explain it to me), I am not well versed about poetry.
Elizabeth:
Interesting you agree with jim, I am going to try to understand better what that term stands for and implies, your explanations are more than welcome.
Yes I truly belive it makes things change, a lot, glad you agree with it.
Shubbajit:
I love you too! It is such an honor that you, who are an amazingly profound, talented, honest and brave person pay this compliment to me.
Your wisdom lets you transmit things so clear when you say
"Selflessness alone can lead us to cheerfulness ..." and yes It is an earned truth, but I was hoping it shouldn't necesarilly be earned in a hard way, maybe we can learn it not from suffering but from paying attention about what completes and fullfill us for real.
paulandrewrussell:
and
avatar:
Thank you very much for your encouragment, I was relly needing it.
jessie carty:
I like your interpretation of what you read and see, it is from your own personal view, but it is connected with what I transmit here at the same time indeed.
It is very nice the image you describe, thanks for it.
Tipota:
You really estimulate me to continue, you know I deeply admire your poetry, so if you say I should give it a try, it counts a lot for me.
Charles Gramlich:
and
otto:
Thanks a lot my friends, I apreciate your nice words
Val:
You made me think about what real art and valuable creations are and come from.
I was thinking something like: Real works of art, can be produce only by persons with a special sensibility, clarity about what they are doing (just the feeling it does not need to be logically understood), and talent in the field.
But along with telling things from the heart and soul appear inspiration which is fundamental for me, is the magic ingredient, which can not be forced, neither trained, and even less be defined or understood clearly.
Just let me tell you that I feel you are a great inspiration to me. You inspire me to write poetry.
ArtSpaker:
Thanks for your conscern, but do not worry I am much better, we all have our hurdles.
Yeah, I also think my arguing commuity is great.
Let me copy and past your comment on the othe post in it, and answer it in context, so I can reply you with a clearer head. Anyway I think it is very interesting what you say in it.
PatientAnonumous:
and
Ruela:
Thank you my friends for your encouragment and compliments!! you are great
Rick:
Thaks a lot my friend your words mean a lot to me
Erika:
my dear dear friend, as always you manage to deliver a beautifull message of hope in the end.
Gaby s:
you do not need to say anything, the fact that I wrote this has a lot to do with you, indeed you are an important part of me.
stu:
uou, do you know that you are the first poet I discovered and admired in internet? So guess how inspirational to me what you say is.
I belive you can expect, I just need a little time, to make it real.
Your correction was made, thanks a lot for your help, I really apreciate you collaborate with me.
Harlequin:
Thanks for your words, you are right, I belived one of the big secrets is in not trying to hurry things in life, in let them be as long as they must, just accept them like it.
christopher: Thank you very much for your words, you are a great thinker. I completelly agree and learn from you comment, it left me thinking indeed, just let me point at something, scars can be beautifull, they can be what make a person gorgeous indeed.
rick:
You are so sweet, you are a balm to me.
Send you my true love
i read this several times.
not because it was incomprehensible,
but because it was a joy to read.
it flows really well.
this is very lovely, mariana.
A wonderful tribute!
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mil besos,Mariana!
mariana,
yours is a
beautiful poetic soul,
as evidenced by many posts here
how wonderful to see you find this lovely and lucid expression -- proper expression, imo, for such thoughts(!) -- and btw, your english is superb
like the others, mariana, am very much enjoying your new poetry -- please bring us more
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Yes! More! More! More! (Poetry not pain!)
I'm so happy to see you writing poetry and sharing it! This makes me very happy.
Beautiful poem, M.
"When it seems as if we could
make wounds become small scars,
just by becoming part
of each other's lives."
Stunning.
What a surprise! Nice poem!
tu poema influye en la lengua, la hace balbucear y despues la empuja al silencio: esa diversidad basta para dar cuenta de un universo, de sus miedos y de sus glorias. Es un privilegio sentirte asi, derecho y sin pliegues.
Hope in this context is a very interesting word. Does the hope here mean that it is born of scars?
I like the works that you share here.
Best regards,
Tom Bailey
Mariana, if this is your first poem, you have done a strong, fine, natural poetic piece of work. It builds in tension and yearning, until it blooms in the final stanza:
"But those are the times
when hope arises.
When it seems as if we could
make wounds become small scars,
just by becoming part
of each other's lives."
You're a natural at this poetry stuff, it seems to me. I thoroughly understand your reluctance to put this out in the blogsphere. What will people think? Will they "get it"? Will they die of laughter at my attempt?
Of course you doubted yourself, Mariana. Who, upon getting on a bike for the first time, would expect to be pedalling like a champion in the first trip down the block? Of course you had doubts about your validity as a poet.
But now, you understand that the poetry speaks for itself and stands on its own two legs, solid and well-said. I think a good poem is an instinctive response to a heavily emotional experience, but honed with great discipline into simple image-evoking words. A distillation, if you will, of an intense emotion that becomes a sort of universal truth, one that is easily accessed by the reader. It gives the reader a sudden understanding of his or her own experience, like an "Aha" moment.
I am finding myself preaching here on the subject of poetry. It's what I studied at university, lost sight of for decades, and rediscovered in my 50s. The writing of poetry is spiritually empowering, I find. We all have poems living within our experiences, and so few of us are given the gift of actually putting the words and images down on paper. It is a precious gift, and you seem to have it, Mariana.
I know you've seen a few of the poems on my blog. You and I write in the same "free verse" or "blank verse" style. You, the scientist, may be unsure of the technicalities of poetry and therefore feel your poetry must be lacking in some way, since you lack knowledge of the terms and conditions of poetry. But you have a natural rhythm and sense for line breaks. Practice writing poetry will lead you into better writing, just like pedalling the bike will make you a better cyclist.
Keep it up, dear one.
Fondly, Chris
P.S. Don't forget to visit my blog this weekend to help me in my endeavor to donate funds to a medical clinic in Haiti. That goes for all your commentators, too.
Foam:
my dear foam, it is really nice and delicate what you said to me, I am really lucky to be near sensitive people like you, Thanks a lot for it.
Don Fisico:
and
MedicatedLady:
Thanks a lot for being here, I apreciate it a lot.
Rayuela says: it is possible to wake up with wounds healed. Kisses for me
To Rayuela: It is a HOPEfull thought. I think deep wounds, specially the ones I talk about here, do not to go away or heal without a personal transformation process involving hard work, patience, learning and bravery. And at the end of it is when we might wake up without traces in our skin.
Thank you very much for sharing your thoughts R.
Para Rayuela: Es una vision muy esperanzada. Yo creo que las heridas profundas, en especial del tipo del que hablo aqui, no se van o sanan sin un proceso de transformacion personal que incluye valentia, trabajo duro, paciencia y aprendizaje. Y al final del mismo is cuando tenemos la posibilidad de despertarnos y que no halla rastros en nuestra piel.
t:
Dear warnel thank you very much for the nice words and things you say here about me and my writting.
I deeply respct you as an artist, and think you have a great sensibility, so it is very important what you say to me.
I will certainlly try to bring more poems here, but I need those magic moments when inspiration apears and impulse feelings, thoughts, body and my hole being
in communion and harmony, When I feel it is real the poetry in me.
poeticgrin:
It is fantastic to see that you are so entusiastic. It shows you keep the same marvelous innocence an exietment of a young kid.
And you make my smile by telling me that I can make you happier with my poems, it is really sweet.
By the way, I would like to read more online poets, I would really apreciate if you can recomend some of them you consider I might be interested in.
Daniel:
My dear friend you made drop a tear. It is so nice how you express yourself that I do not dare translating your words to english I feel it would losse part of its magic with it.
Let me tell you I think you are a great writter too, your comment is amazing and has a great sensibilty, I would love to read texts produced by you one day, I am sure they must be fantastic, you just need to be in the correct moment, and dare to expose yourself publicly (which is pretty hard for me)
You are fantastic in your description because I like my poems to play, to be free, to bee what they need.
It is a privilege to have such a great audience.
Your words reminded of an aspect that Enchanted oak refers to here: "I think a good poem is an instinctive response to a heavily emotional experience, but honed with great discipline into simple image-evoking words. A distillation, if you will, of an intense emotion that becomes a sort of universal truth, one that is easily accessed by the reader. It gives the reader a sudden understanding of his or her own experience, like an Aha moment.
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Tom bailey:
I loved that you mentioned hope, I think hope is a key ingredient for living, and we should transmit it as much as we can indeed.
The hope here refers to the fact that when you are able to SEE things is when you have the possibility to change them.
Whish you the best for you
Rnchanted Oak:
you are an amazing person, you are a really valuable one indeed. Let me be brief here, but I would like to discuss more about it whenever we can find eachother online at the same moment.
I feel honored by your opinions about the poem, and I see you really understand my fear to exposition, which is comforting for me.
I do think like you, art also requires training, to keep getting closser and closer to your goal, which constantly changes during your ride on it.
Exactelly I do undrestand that now! this is a profound teaching for me.
And I love what you say regarding becoming a sort of universal truth. This hole paragraph is fantastic.
I did not reallyzed that we write in the saye kind of way in that aspect, very interesting. Yea as a sientists is hard doing something I have absolutelly no knowledge about it. Cause knowledge tend to give me a false sense of security.
I will visit your blog, I digg it, I went today indeed, you are doing an amazing job, congrats for it, and thanks a lot for this marvelous comment for me!
thank you for this brave poem, Mariana. brave to post it, brave to write it, brave to see that wounds will become scars only after they're brought out from hiding. i did also like the image you put together - i am very moved by it.
Very nice!
This poem implies a rigorous possibility that "I" am also someone else.
Beautiful; you.
Good for you, Mariana! All those fine comments up there are well-deserved.Very nice!
I'm not at all surprised to see you've taken the leap into the great unknown. Faith isn't a given, it is learned through trial and error. Faith in one's self comes and goes, and we can't expect to perfectly fine with everything every day.
When it comes to hiding pain...well, I'm not that great at it myself. My scars show themselves in the permanent wrinkles between my eyebrows. Botox may clear them up for awhile, but that treatment doesn't go deep enough. It can't get down into the very root of the worry wart itself.
Symbiotic relationships can help relieve the pain, no doubt. I hope your suffering has been lessened today, if only because I was here to spill my words onto your page. He-he! Smile now, girl, as often as you can!
Luvz and hugz to you from old Uncle Tree~
Hello Mariana. This is a very beautiful poem. I hope you will post more poems on a regular basis. :)
En eso estamos,Mariana...en el duro camino del (re)encuentro con una misma,del (re)conocimiento, del crecimiento y de la aceptación personal.Sólo siguiendo este difícil camino, podrán sanarse las profundas heridas. Y las cicatrices...serán parte de nuestros golpes en el camino.
Mil besos*
(y me gustaría leer un poema en castellano, algún día.recordá la sonoridad maravillosa de nuestro idioma)
más besos!
Such a beautiful poem Mariana, yes the promise that hope gives us can help heal many wounds to the heart or at least make them bearable ... love your poem and the image. xo ♡
Muy bonito. You should write some lyrics, and then sing your own small scars, joys and pleasures loud. =)
me dedicare in extenso a revisar bien tu blog. me gusta mucho.
no habia pasado por aqui, esperando se acumularan las palabras.
btw, me gusto mucho el poema. lo puedo tomar prestado y publicarlo, citando la fuente, obvio?
es como si alguien me hablara. suele pasar poco.
saludos
Manuela:
My pleasure sharing this with sensible and also brave people like you. I am also moved by your amazing words.
Ted Bagley:
Really glad you like it, I know you are a severe critic, so that counts for something, a lot indeed.
Sure you are someone else. I am someone else, the other person who I inspired in for writting the poem is also myself.
Sarah:
Thank you dear. Wish you well
Uncle Tree:
Thanks a lot dear uncle, that makes me feel really good.
I knew you could read me between the lines, that is why you are not supprised, and that is why you became my uncle. I like what you say about the great leap, that is true.
Ypu are right, wounds show anyway, they can not be hidden, but people often try not to see them when you try to disguisse them.
I hope it is not a symbiotic relationship, which are desperate attempts to fill gaps, I hope is a real helping one, the one that makes you grow in life, but who knows it is hard to keep it like that.
Anyway I do smile due to your great post, I will also follow you advice.
I love you uncle, lots of hugz, please come as often as you can.
Maekito:
Thank you very much! is encouraging, I guess I need to have some discipline like yours, so I can try perfect my poetry. I like how you dare to express yourself trough it.
Poetry!
I always seem to arrive late to the party!
(snapping my fingers)
Mariana, what an emotionally brave and beautiful poem, you write with strength and a kind of passion that is definitely Latin American. I just love the images!!
Heyy Mariana
Glad to see you pen your thoughts in to a poem. Liked reading it !!
Rayuela:
Lo describiste perfectamente y en nuestro maravilloso idioma. Sabes que es cierto lo que decis del español y te cuento que combine con un nuevo amigo para hacer cosas a la paz, el quiere en parte que lo ayude a pensar y con el ingles, pero me conmino como buen profesor que es a que empieze con el castellano, me sugirio que traduzca los posts, incluyendo el poema, lo cual segun el es una buena forma de empezar a conectar con el español, y el me hace sugerencias sobre el texto.
Besos grandes a ti!
dianne:
I am glad you got it, makes me happy. Thanks also for the compliments about my post dear.
Tape:
Buenisimo lo que dijiste, que buena onda, muy linda. Quizas vos le puedas poner musica a esta u otras poesias, a mi por lo menos me encantaria.
Muchos carinios
Cerdotopia:
Un honor que lo uses, me encanta orque fue una cosa fuerte este poema para mi, ya te contare, pero estoy contenta de empezar a relacionarme contigo. Igual maniana o pasado contestare los comentarios en orden, por eso es que te contesto pronto por aqui a ti solito. Tambien me debo y quiero tomar mi tiempo para hablar de tus interesantes escritos, me han hecho muy buenos comentarios al respecto.
Carinios
theperceptionpoint:
You create your own parties my friend.
Thanks a lot for the amazing compliment
aditya:
Nice to hear you read it. Thanks
gracias por tus palabras. no me molesta que me contestes en mi blog, al contrario, es mas interesante. yo lo hago asi.
hace tiempo que pasaba por tu blog, siempre me he "contactado" contigo, pero que me leas es un honor, en serio.
siempre he sentido que no me pescabas, pero nunca es tarde xD
no es necesario que publiques este comentario.
saludos
This poem, my, this poem is a heartbeat.
A deep silence as found a voice.
"even if this one is just a free verse poetry..."
Life is a hard instructor. It teaches us to feel.
Poetry is the oldest, deepest and most direct form of human information.
A computer is a brain without a heart.
I am bored by knowledge, including my own.
Bring on the feeling, Mariana.
Thanks and love, T
OMG all these comments!
very nice, mariana. i hope you will write more. and the message: we support one another, we hold the hope for one another. how lovely.
♥
A pleasure to read.
That was lovely, thank you.
KJ:
You do give me lots of support and make me wanna share more things given that people like you exist. Thanks for it.
Exseno:
and
Cynthia:
You are really kind to me, I apreciate a lot, your lovely comments make me wanna keep going on with things.
TC:
Really interesting comment, it is poetry indeed, what a fantastic line "I am bored by knowledge", I loved it, thanks for contributing sincerelly.
Oh my! How did I miss this lovely little piece of hope in a dark corner? Yes, Mariana, you be the thread that closes my halves enough to heal.
The walking man:
My beautifull friend, I must confess that a small tear dropped from my eye while I read your comment. You are an amazing man.
The walking man:
My beautifull friend, I must confess that a small tear dropped from my eye while I read your comment. You are an amazing man.
Ah, well done. I stumbled into this poem and thought maybe I got your site wrong. I never knew you were a poet Mariana. I hope we'll see more of this?
beautiful!!
only emptiness can be fullfilled :)
beso
~
Maxine:
Thank you very much for your encouragement! I am not a poet, so far I got inspired this time, and it lead me to write that post, I hope I got inspired again soon, cause it feels really good to do this kind of things, I guess you know cause you probably have much more experience and are really good doing this.
Hugs
M
PI:
Great words, you left me thinking a lot with that small sentence, I see you understood it.
Thanks for being here
this is knowing another intimately... great poem mariana!
Shadow: I am really honored to hear that, cause I consider you an amazing poet, who produces an incredible amount of poems (I wrote one and I am kind of stuck with writing more, is hard for me) with great creativity.
thanks for giving me the address to this poignant poem...
loved it... especially for the way the two reamain part of each other's lives by the scars of love...
Human being
I am really happy you liked it, that is great for me! because this is my first ever expression in public of my own poetry.
I was thinking more about connecting trough life scars, that we all have, also trough our more human side of us which is pretty sensible, and includes all kinds of wounds not only love relationships ones (but I guess you are right we suffer mostly due to the relationship we have, romantic or not, but all of them involve love.
Thanks once again and send you a hugh
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