we only notice
what lies beneath soil
when we take off layers–
less like peeling an onion
& more like skinning an animal
caught in a trap for hide or meat,
flesh still shuddering & warm,
ready for butchering
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Susan Daniels Poetry 
Beautifully said, Susan. You have a gift, I think, for acknowledging things too often neglected and for voicing your observations in a most compelling way.
George–thank you much!
My sentiments exactly! That is precisely what you do Susan!
oh, gosh, SFAM–thank you!
just sayin’ and have been sayin’ and will keep sayin’…
& thanking you for sayin’
nuff said! lol
The first stanza is great and my favorite part
Thanks, Bruce. I kind of lost steam after that I think & got preachy.
You should write a book of poetry Susan. I would buy it in a heartbeat and visit it often.
Oh—Trent, you are wonderful to say so! On that note, I do have a manuscript ready, and if it does not win the contest I have it in (chances are 9999 to 1 that it will not), I’m going to take that script and put it on Lulu or something like that.
Look forward to reading it. But good luck with the contest.
Thanks, Trent. Who knows? People DO win lotteries once in a while 😉
Yeah, but that only takes luck. Think you have more than just luck going for you. And so with that, of course, I hasten to wish you best of luck.
Oh, thanks, Trent–you are so kind 🙂
No, just Canadian.
I LOVE this.. This is one of my favorite pieces from you. It’s raw, honest… I feel naked after having read it. Wonderful.
Wow, Soraya–thank you. Love the comment–I do not think I have ever made anyone feel stripped before…awesome!
Too intense … but as always, beautifully crafted !!! How can you write such brilliant poetry all the time?
Oh, gosh, you are too kind! You write some gorgeous poetry too, you know 😉
It’s like the old songs says – it ain’t no sin to take off your skin and dance around in your bones.
ohhh–great lyrics.
True enough, with people, with personalities, with what lies all around us, there to share, but we don’t content with a little of this and a little of that, do we?
No, we do not. I wish we just took what we needed.
You have a wicked writer’s mind that will stop at nothing 🙂
Ken–thank you. You are right–I cannot believe the comparison I am drawing here–but it works.
peeling an onion is less painful to the eyes but skinning an animal is (at least for me) heartbreaking. If that was my lifestyle, I would say a prayer before doing it. hmmmm, I sense a poem coming, I should go write!
Oh, yes, you should. I wanted us to think of skinning an animal when we strip mine. It is a heartbreaking thing to imagine.