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Here Comes Treble: Words

Words uttered in anger can cause enormous emotional hurt, says Isabel Bradley.

For lots more of Isabel's wonderful words please click on Here Comes Treble in the menu on his page.

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Words

Crash!
Brief jewels in flight,

Smashed in sunlight.

Broken now - useless.

Words:

Splintering the air,

Ripping the peace -

Marriage, torn apart.

They flutter between us,

like winter leaves on a breeze...

Words.

Useless.

Why speak?

Why should you listen?

Emptiness in your eyes,

my soul.

????????

White space -

an empty page.

Words could fill it,

Give it meaning.

Dark space -

a lonely heart.

Words can't heal it,

Only love can.

????????

Words, sounds, scribbles -

Words to fill an empty page,

Fill your heart with rage,

Filling mine with misery...

...Why do we talk?

Neither understands.

Cross. Purposeless.

Always at cross-purposes...

????????

Words said in anger

Sear the soul –

They burn, white-hot,

Twisting, turning,

Tormenting.

Words heard in anger

Leave festering nerve-ends

That cry

And scream for ease.

Wounds left

By words of anger

Heal -

But their scars remain,

Ugly, puckered,

Defacing the soul.

Memory of pain lies,

unexploded,

Buried deep.

????????

Then came hope, new love in the midst of bitterness:

Autumn leaves in the wind -

Words for him,

dead before spoken.

Warm brown birds at sundown -

Words for you,

touching and tender.

Until now, years later, I know miracle, the wonder and the joy of being married to someone who is kind, gentle, loving and true:

Words between us,

Tender and loving,

Or silent, unspoken –

Yet heard and cherished:

“I love you,

And you love me,

Forever...”

The only words

That truly matter.

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Until next time, “here comes Treble!”

By Isabel Bradley © copyright reserved

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