Deadwood You, the magnificent oakwith arms outstretchedEmbracing meHolding me with yourpower and strengthAlways protecting mefrom those who would harmYet this encompassing loveis marginalizing and isolatingKeeping me fromthose I loveYou left your splinterswhere I cannot remove themThey lie there under skinClearly visible yetirritating and inflamingYour mark left on mefor all to seeSlowly poisoningmy bloodstreamUntil I amContinue reading “Deadwood”
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Poetry For Healing 