Transfusion

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He invades her thoughts

Like formaldehyde,

Preserving pain

(Locking it in amber),

The proverbial fly.

He swirls through her veins,

Throbs at her temples

Thick like curdled milk.

Only the Surgeon

Can cut deep enough

To bleed out this cancer,

Transfuse Life

from heaven’s veins

to her impoverished frame.

Blades flash.

Blood flows,

Staining wood and stone.

Every drop

Finds its way

Intravenously

To her heart.

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18 comments on “Transfusion

  1. Wow that’s some powerful imagery x brilliant!

  2. SachinManan says:

    wow that’s simply brilliant…
    http:/sachinmanan.wordpress.com

  3. Lyle Krahn says:

    OK that scene is starting to get painted too well.

  4. Debbie says:

    Wow Melody .. . This is such a strong poem. You had me feeling every word!

  5. Jennifer says:

    Powerful!
    I haven’t written poetry in such a very long time, but when I read it, it manages to capture something in me. So few, well-chosen words on the page, and I’m drawn in deeply. Thank you for sharing this.

  6. This is wonderful, Melody. I love the hope in this poignant piece. It’s timely as we approach Easter.

    Blessings ~ Wendy ❀

  7. So well written, it made me say, yikes! bravo!!

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