by wmdavid
these scars
stain my heart
wreaked not
by enemy fierce
but by those
freely given my love
in trust
these scars
hideous true
peers repulsed
scab shrouded
memories hidden
deep within my own
to cherish
these scars
shallow visage
defining yes
deeper still
healed love
remnant blood to donate
once again
wmdavid is a retired park ranger and naturalist who spent a career writing creative nonfiction for museums, visitor centers, and magazines. His work has been featured in national visitor centers, museum displays & brochures, as well as by the Associated Press and the National Science Center. His current work in poetry and prose combines both natural and human elements, sometimes aligned but often juxtaposed. He currently resides on the slopes of Mt. Ogden with his wife, thirteen guitars, and a well-worn pair of hiking boots.
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