The Volunteer Mender

Posted: September 20, 2014 in Poetry
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I was blindsided
Expecting a stab
In the back when
It came in the front.

I was left in the light
For everyone to see
The wounds you left
Upon the invisible me.

But from the darkness
A mender came and
Volunteered to clean up
This emotional plague.

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Comments
  1. When someone comes along and accepts, loves, and wants you regardless of all the baggage that comes attached… I think that’s something special. Rare, but certainly special. ❀ this poem…

  2. tenderlytina says:

    Spirit healers are a wonderful gift.

  3. Miranda Stone says:

    I love the hopeful ending here, Benjamin. Sounds like a wounded heart is on the mend.

  4. F.G.M. says:

    I love the contrast between the second and third stanza… great poem, thanks for sharing Benjamin.

  5. Phen Weston says:

    Ouch! What a fantastic and relatable poem. True master piece πŸ™‚

  6. The first stanza was just beautiful! Really loved it πŸ™‚

  7. redgladiola says:

    I’m glad there was a healer around, although I don’t know if being stabbed in the front is any worse or better than in the back.

    Also, this is off topic, but would you be interested in writing a duet poem? I was introduced to them last month and found them fun. Here are some of my previous collabs if you’re interested: http://redgladiola.wordpress.com/category/collaboration/

    No pressure!

  8. NIce first verse – the unexpected attack front on often catches by surprise!

  9. BTW, thanks for stopping by at my blog to comment – I should take more time to do that myself

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