Shedding Skin by Harryette Mullen

Pulling out of the old scarred skin
(old rough thing I don't need now
I strip off
slip out of
leave behind)

I slough off deadscales
flick skinflakes to the ground
Shedding toughness
peeling layers down
to vulnerable stuff

And I'm blinking off old eyelids
for a new way of seeing

By the rock I rub against
I'm going to be tender again

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#6 Comment from dreamynetta
4/13/05 10:44 PM | Permalink

wow, this poem is touching.....i'd like to think over the yrs, i have shed my rougher ways, see things better, and have a more tender, compassionate heart. http://journals.aol.com/dreamynetta/Underneathitall
#5 Comment from gypsytrader49
4/13/05 12:17 PM | Permalink

That's a really neat poem. I'm going to be tender again...that said it all for me. Thanks.
Kathy
http://journals.aol.com/gypsytrader49/ksuergiu/
#4 Comment from ksquester
4/13/05 11:53 AM | Permalink

I love the last line......wonderful! I have rubbed againt a few rocks in my life and always come out, in the end, a better person. Anne
#3 Comment from candace636
4/13/05 7:59 AM | Permalink

Inspiring in a gross sorta way. : )
Candace
#2 Comment from csandhollow
4/13/05 6:21 AM | Permalink

What determination!

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