Thick Skin

Not newborn skinpuddle ice, this.

Calloused, thick,

Barrier excludes blood

From heart of stone

Lest it beat and fulfill its function.

Stubborn film rejects sunshine,


Content to stagnate frozen

In primordial ooze

Lest the mess that lurks beneath

Be exposed, raw in its stench.

Your skin has kept emotions contained,

Given you a measure of control

Over the uncontrollable.

See here, the crown of thorns

Which pierces hearts of ice.

Take hold of the spear

Which alone penetrates

Thick skin.

Be melted.

Drip with awe.

And watch your dirty little secrets

Dry up and turn to dust

Before the Light of the World.

16 comments on “Thick Skin

  1. phillymanjim says:

    Melody, Great poem and Image. You knocked this one out of the park!

  2. Debbie says:

    Oh I loved this Melody. ” drip with awe” .. .praying that I do!

  3. Gallivanta says:

    How did you know my skin looks like that? 😉

  4. Glenda Mills says:

    Praise God for the crown of thorns that pierces frozen hearts…and let’s them thaw under His Radiant Sun!

  5. RoSy says:

    With our current weather – that’s about what I feel like right now.

  6. Vivid imagery, Melody, and let us all “drip with awe” and be melted…:)

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