November PAD Challenge Day 5: For today’s prompt, write a broken poem http://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/poetry-prompts/2011-november-pad-chapbook-challenge-day-5
Who Woulda Thought?
That laying down broken lines
might mend ragged edges
of a soul, filling holes carefully
mined by fluttering fingers,
stepping as lightly
as butterfly feet?
That words sewn to paper
like tiny surgical stitches
would dissolve over time,
yet leave faint trace
of healed places in a psyche
grown tired of trying to please
prying others who want to fix
what isn’t broken,
but is definitely
different?
Who woulda thought
this foolish hobby
could bring even momentary
salvation? Soothe a heart
cracked into numerous parts,
and smooth a space where deep
breaths may once again
be taken?
Elizabeth Crawford 11/5/11
Soul's Music 
Elizabeth, I love that you bring ‘butterfly feet’ (from an earlier poem) into this poem as well. I truly do understand how ‘this hobby’ can bring salvation, as well as soothe a heart. And in my opinion ‘different’ definitely does not need fixing, but needs encouragement to explore that uniqueness!
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I feel deeply these words and thoughts……..love that laying down broken lines heals the jagged edges, love words stitching places in a psyche. Fantastic poem, Elisabeth!!!!! Love it.
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Argh. Sorry. I mean Elizabeth, of course.
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Beautifully done…. I love this Elizabeth.
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Elizabeth, butterfly feet, I love that. In my poem for PAD #3 I used the phrase “jagged edges”, a bit of serendipity there. I was referring to the heart, and you were referring to the soul, hum, interesting.
Pamela
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