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my hands gain experience.

The shovel once blistered
now scrapes callused skin.
No sensitivity to warmth.
No perception of pain.
Layers upon layers of
defenses keep them numb.
Past the point of blistered fingers,
dead to sense of feeling.

Another devastating blow
my heart gains experience...
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Callused

Contributed by redsleeve on Sunday, 28th September 2008 @ 09:00:46 AM in AEST
Topic: oops

With every devastating blow
my hands gain experience.

The shovel once blistered
now scrapes callused skin.
No sensitivity to warmth.
No perception of pain.
Layers upon layers of
defenses keep them numb.
Past the point of blistered fingers,
dead to sense of feeling.

Another devastating blow
my heart gains experience...

Copyright © redsleeve ... [ 2008-09-28 09:00:46]
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Re: Callused (User Rating: 1 )
by wizard on Sunday, 28th September 2008 @ 09:22:17 AM AEST
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desensitizing blows are much too frequently had...at least it gives us something to write about...

nicely done,

wiz

Re: Callused (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 29th September 2008 @ 12:39:23 AM AEST
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Omigod! The metaphor in this is astounding!! Yes, callused and
grown hard over time is something we all face when broken from
the life and times of our struggles (and heart involving moments).
Your short rendition offers amazing insight into the pain and price
of experience. Well done, poet!

~ Breezy

Re: Callused (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 29th September 2008 @ 02:57:53 AM AEST
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This metaphor is captivating. To compare tha callused hands to the heart. Yes, it is our heart that we work the most, and the perfect heart is perfectly callused. Devistating blows do gain the heart experience and unfortunately harden the beauty of the heart's initial innocence. But in time it is what comes from the callused heart, that makes us love deeper. When work and effort comes in order to force the heart to feel beyond the callused flesh we find how beautiful our souls can be.

I am thrilled with your work here. You are increasingly becoming among the better poets here. With each write I grow more excited for your next. I am a fan.

SUPERB!

SCM

Re: Callused (User Rating: 1 )
by Eternal_Dreamer on Wednesday, 1st October 2008 @ 08:14:09 AM AEST
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Wow D~
This is awesome! Your writing has taken
new heights dear poet. Mind blowing,
superb and extremely well written.
These lines are brilliant:
Another devastating blow
my heart gains experience...
Keep up the brilliant work. I look forward
to more of your wonderful poetry.
hugs,
sue m

Re: Callused (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 6th October 2008 @ 09:37:22 AM AEST
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A most compelling peice of literature,

skillfuly done without impedeing upon

the courseness of the intended efect . . .

lovely work . . .

ty likewise 4 your read and comment.

Ben . . .

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