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I have no idea what this poem means

You cannot heal me with your broken words,
smothered by your good intentions all renewal withers.

I shall be well
when the taste of life explodes in my heart
like sherbet on a tongue.

I am not your responsibility, I am my own
I cultivate my own garden
and what pleases me shall flourish
you cannot decide what I should keep
that choice is mine
and with it I will find redemption.

Claudette

03/09/2015

Random Moments, Rhyme, Verse & Poetry, Words with Intent

choice, healing, health, Life, Poetry, Whimsy

6 responses to “I have no idea what this poem means”

Olga

September 4, 2015 at 1:23 am

An anthem to independence and self-discovery. Wonderful piece.

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1. Claudette
  
  September 4, 2015 at 4:55 pm
  
  Thank you Olga. I’m very flattered by your lovely comment.
  
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skybright1

September 4, 2015 at 5:07 pm

No idea Huh? I think it certainly says “Keep off my patch” {Just hope it wasn’t me that inspired it!}

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1. Claudette
  
  September 4, 2015 at 5:10 pm
  
  No, it was just a random need that happened in the midst of a solitaire game last night. I tried to ignore it, but it insisted. I still don’t know what it means.
  
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Hugh’s Views and News

September 4, 2015 at 8:21 pm

Nor do I, but it’s a great piece of poetry. Makes you think, which is what poetry is all about, isn’t it? 🙂

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1. Claudette
  
  September 5, 2015 at 10:13 am
  
  Thanks Hugh, just not sure what it makes me think about 🙂 Hope you have a nice weekend.
  
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