scar–that shine on my shin from a fall
off my bicycle
the red curve under a belly
that birthed children
and a calligraphy of scratches
these are proof of passage
through a world
that marks us forever in blood.
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Susan Daniels Poetry 
We all have our different scars as proof of our passage. You’ve summed up your own passage quite nicely in this quadrille.
Thanks, Linda.
Oh, I LOVE this:
“calligraphy of scratches” — FANTASTIC!
I have that same red curve under belly. 😉
Thanks so much. Its a scar I don’t mind.
Scars of life marked in blood…strong imagery.
Thank you Paul.
You’re welcome.
I liked the idea of being marked “forever in blood”.
Me too. Primal.
“…marks us forever in blood.”
Indeed it does.
And these marks stay
with us for long….
I remember the origin of every one
while so many of the marks I’ve made
on life are lost to me.
Too true Johnny.
We all share the same markings in blood ~ I can relate to those scars as well ~
Good to see you Susan ~ Hope you are well ~
Thanks, Grace. Nice to see you again too!
love calligraphy of scratches!
Nice piece. Sounds like a life well lived
It has been. Who could mind the marks left behind? They are souvenirs of a sort.
Nice to have you back Susan, love the scars as calligraphy..
Thank you., Bjorn. Those scars do like to write their stories on us…
Marked in blood … each and everyone of us.
No way around it 😉
these are proof of passage
through a world
that marks us forever in blood.
Oh yes!
Thanks Sanaa. There is no escaping it!
Your quadrille is so well crafted, Susan. I especially love the alliteration and imagery of ‘that shine on my shin’, the ‘red curve under a belly / that birthed children’ and the wonderful ‘calligraphy of scratches’ !
Thank you, Kim!
scars as calligraphy – they do tell a story. Excellently done.
Thanks so much!
Wonderfully crafted!
Thanks, Mary. Much appreciated.
Not reading anyone else’s comments….because even if it’s repeated, my response is the same….”a calligraphy of scratches”….what a powerful and insightful grouping of words to make a mental picture of scars. Excellent!!!!
Thanks so much Lillian!
through a world that marks
us forever in blood.
As had been shown birthing marked the beginnings of a reference to blood. Blood will then be an underlying factor overshadowing man’s journey in life.
Hank
Hank, thank you so much! You are spot on.
“Calligraphy of scratches…” wow, really love your creative word choice. Each scar a rite of passage, a part of us, that which makes us who we are. Well done!
Your words are truth, our scars are a passage in the journey of life.
How true – and great last line.
Hi Susan! Hope you are well! Can you please contact me at: sometimesg@yahoo.com ?
Thanks, Grace (D’verse)