Deep inside the silvery soul,
variegations of somatic scars,
imprint the psyche, the spirit,
delineating in marbled muscle
a winding roadmap of lives lived.

Follow it and you will see
the body stores each memory,
each love, loss, and repeat.
A visceral catalog will intricately
store a look, a word, a defeat.

Mark those scars as victories,
as life survived, conquered.
Each pitstop on this interstate
a growth, a step, a journey.
Not one moment wasted.

A heart can patch a wound in time,
it can seal a hole.
The salve of love will nourish it,
enable it to beat once more β€” it will β€”
stronger, harder, louder still.

“Scars” ~ AUDIO voice recording on SoundCloud

~ By Emily Clapper




23 thoughts on “Scars

  1. “Mark those scars as victories,
    as life survived..”
    Wow, the emotion in this piece is remarkable! But that phrase right there says it all. This is very beautiful, Emily.

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  2. Lovely and true.
    Why does your poetry always feel like your retelling my life.

    I don’t know how it can be possible that, assuming this is based on historic events but artistically driven, it can leave such a mark on me.

    It’s saddeningly beautiful how close this stuff rings in my soul.

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