Ancient Scars
Misty memories sting and tear the eyes
Hanging like smoke over the battlefield
Grey words tied like a long-jaded rosary
Worn-out in the constant touching
A vanquished mind is forever lost
Burned we did so fiery red and bright
At night, the passions bid we kneel
What is real of these spoken flecks
Connections, oh, so thin and frail
A broken heart is forever cost
Even dawn has just a moment ‘fore
Transient pale in pink and gold tones
The edge of awareness stretches deep
And blindness does nothing unheard
A role in fate is forever crossed
The laughs and lust linger so short
A breeze paints the desert to new
Old wounds dwindle in given pain
Leave a white stain to bear witness
A hurt of soul is forever glossed
As indelible as the black of crow
The serpent’s fangs a needled flash
And reticent is the freedom past
Letting go without a chosen care
A truer love is forever frost
commonsensiblyspeaking 
The poetry is brilliant, because it’s carefully crafted by you. To be honest this one I did not get, probably because it’s a memoir if a specfic topic probably a war. But what I liked the most is the title Ancient scars.
Thank you for the kind words, Vinayak! IT is not about a specific event, but any event that leaves that small mark on us, that scar, that never seems to fade. Hope you are well and safe!
Thanks for explaining Brad, I am doing well. Hope you are well and safe
this speaks volumes, wonderfully penned, brad. i see the scar as a track worn into his flesh by an endless stream of tears
Thank you, Beth! You are too kind!
Well done, Brad. It took me a moment to pick up the pattern here with the last line of each stanza rhyming and containing the word forever. and I’m with Beth, that is a good interpretation of the sculpture – do you know where that is?
I do not. I pulled it from Pixel to go with the poem. Thank you for your kind words, Jim!
it’s an intriguing photo…
A very intense and interesting poem. A powerful theme and beautiful imagery. All I can say is great work my friend! All the best!
Thank you, Francisco!
My pleasure Brad!