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When life gives you a hundred reasons to cry, show life that you have a thousand reasons to smile. ~ Author Unknown

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NOVEMBER 16, 2010 1:34PM

AN INJURED LIFE

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This pearl. Ah, this beautiful, precious pearl.

Creamy, buttery; rich and velvety.

A teardrop. Wrought beneath the churning swirl

Of a deep and unfathomable sea.

A tear shed for unobserved injury

Penetrating calcareous armour;

Weeping silently; seeking serenity

And embracing quietude with ardour.

The injured life gives way to a treasure

Near unimaginable.  Beguiling.

A jewel in life beyond true measure.

Natural and pure. A gift of being. 

 

The world is our oyster. Imperfect. Whole.

The pearl - a lithe and unencumbered soul.

 

 

 

  
Words by K A Little 2010

 

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"Weeping silently; seeking serenity
And embracing quietude with ardour.
The injured life gives way to a treasure"
I needed to read this right now. All of it.
Beautiful.
ms kate ... a glass of merlot lifted, "that all life's irritations may
someday reveal pearls!" ... rated ... lew
ms kate ... posted to Facebook and sent to my daughter ... thanx ...
lew
...A jewel in life beyond true measure. Such beautiful words. R.
Little Kate, I think of you and my other new-found OS friends as a long strand of lustrous pearls, all products of life's injuries. Lovely poem.

Lezlie
This is so beautiful and brought tears to mu eyes. -R-
Little Kate I cannot wait until they start featuring poetry on the front cover and yours is one of the first.
Rated with hugs
I love your sonnet, Kate. It's a pearl initself as you are to OS. Yet the couplet stands out in my mind. Simply gorgeous ! ~R
Beautiful is, as beautiful does.....

And gosh! You can sure do it!!


^R^
Lovely Kate, creating in words what the oyster makes with a grain of sand, the creamy teardrop, a poem. Just lovely.
I love the image of a "Creamy, buttery; rich and velvety" pearl... very nice...
How perfectly beautiful this is--I love the idea that injuries as armor may be protecting a beautiful treaure, if we look.
heidibeth: And I am humbled that you read it, Heidi. Love and hugs to you. Stay well.

Betamale: Oh goodness! Firstly, that you call me Ms Kate ... makes me smile ... so gentlemanly! Secondly, that you think this worthy of forwarding to your daughter ... makes me smile again but with a little embarrassment!

Rita: Thank you so very much. I'm glad you liked it.

Lezlie: What a lovely thought! YOU are beautiful, my friend!

Christine: Oh! Now I'm becoming even more embarrassed!

Linda: I can’t wait for poetry to be on the cover either but, honestly, there are so many more here writing much better poetry than I. It is those that are truly worthy that I can’t wait to see honoured. Thank you so very much though … truly … thank you!

mypsyche: Thank you! It is always lovely to see you.

Fusun: If I’m to be honest, it is the couplet that means a lot to me. If we recognise that the world is imperfect but yet it is all there is … the whole of it complete with the irritations and injuries that it deals us …. And that if we know that within each of us there is agility, flexibility, creativeness … that we have choices in life … then we have found the pearl of life.

skypixeo: Oh my! I am blushing even more with embarrassment but … THANK YOU!

Fay: You are very kind. I appreciate that you keep coming by to read me. Thank you.

Kim: Gee, you’re a good buddy. Such lovely words. Thank you!

askme: I am so glad you liked it. Thank you.

sophieh: Thank you. The injuries we sustain through life can become armour, can’t they … or they themselves can create the pearl.
So much swims round for me as I read your words. So much here. So much.
just a "sigh" today little kate. r
(there's no topping Lezlie's comment)

I enjoyed this one very much
Beautiful and grand. Thank you for sharing such a fine gift and skill as is your writing.
Rated.
This is such a vivid poem. I can feel the pearl in my hand, the tear drop in my hand as well.
rated with love
Each of us can turn the difficult in ourselves to something amazing and genuine and honest. Under duress,...with all seemingly stacked against us...we can make something beautiful.
As for something beautiful, your post certainly is! Such imagery!
You are a grand poet Katie!
Oh My Kate - you out did yourself here.
The injured life gives way to a treasure
Near unimaginable

And that's what I wish for you my friend, a treasure near unimaginable. Love to you.
anna1liese: Oh goodness! It sounds like I have perhaps overwhelmed you … I'm hoping in a nice way! Thank you for being such a faithful friend and always coming by to read … I do appreciate it.

hugs, me: I’ll take a sigh from you my friend … along with a smile! THANK YOU!

Vanessa: That you, the wonderful poetess, enjoyed this.. is indeed an honour and something that makes me smile. Thank you!

Rita: You are so very welcome, my friend.

Scylla: Thank you too! I’m not so sure about my skill though … but I try … and I am learning I think.

Will: Ah, my friend, I do love seeing your face! So much nicer than that mask! And THANK YOU for the lovely compliment.

RomanticPoetess: If my little sonnet can evoke a feeling, whether physical or emotional, then I am very happy. Thank you!

JD: YES! You get it! (Smiling big here!) The hard part for all of us is to realise that through the pain of life’s difficulties something beautiful IS possible and then to recognise what IT is ... For me, I think rather than something tangible, the beautiful thing is more likely to be something we learn and from that learning it becomes something that grows and we can share with others. Grand poet? No ... nowhere near being one but I do thank you for your undying encouragement. It keeps me trying.

trilogy: Your wish for me is a very beautiful one … one that warms my heart more than you can know. Somehow I think your wish comes true, tril … that I have found here a friend such as you … who lives on the other side of the world … is something near unimaginable. YOU, tril, are a beautiful treasure in my life.
Hey! I saw this slip by in my feed, and I was too darned busy to read anything at all.

You have been practicing!

This is a lovely meditation. It sort of exhales, from the first quatrain into the second, going from the whole ocean down to a single tear, and then inhales again, to something beyond measure. It's a really effective use of the form. And the last couplet again - from the whole world, down to a pearl, in just two lines.

You've done this before, haven't you.
Congrats on your Poetry Pick award by Dave Rickert. Well-deserved.
DB: Ah, a visit from you here is always an absolute pleasure really! But would you mind terribly if I also say it is a little embarrassing too? Embarrassing because you are a poet whom I look up to, respect and from whom I try to learn.

Done this before? One sonnet I think before this one ... very, very different to this one though.

You flatter me, my friend but, gee, I do thank you!
Rita B: Thank you! Dave Rickert is a real champion!