Those thorns of love wound
so tightly around
your heart have penetrated
deep into its chambers,
and sharpness abounds.
Muscle and flesh are separated
into bloody serrated
wounds, which have left their marks,
invisible to all but you,
the one who bears the scars.
Kim M. Russell, 17th May 2021
Image by Sarah Wolfe on Unsplash
My response to dVerse Poets Pub Quadrille: What’s in a Word
Lillian is back to host our Monday Quadrille, the unique form of poetry created by dVerse: a poem of exactly 44 words, not including the title, which must include a specific word within the body of the poem. Writers may use the exact word or a form of the word, but not a synonym for the word.
This week’s quadrille word is the homograph ‘wound’, which can be pronounced in two different ways, each with its own meaning. To make the prompt a bit tougher today, instead of just using one pronunciation/meaning, we can include the word twice, using both of the meanings/pronunciations and thus including the homographic pair.