A rare collab while sitting around a bar with an old friend and some whiskey.

Welding Burns

they are mostly unseen
these medals of mine
bloodied and bruised
they stand like a shrine
of the aches and the stumbles
that have wound through my days

those days where I live
in precarious ways
inside and out
yet I live within
bring back the power

so look at merry
and sorry
and blue
and remember this song
is not intended for you

then I can stand
with my head
in my heart
and my head
in my mind
yours and mine

Poetry by Eli The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2021-12-30 at 09:38

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very nice words, and the genesis of that is a poem in itself...thanks for sharing