I enjoyed this poem very much! I love the imagery, and it flows nicely.

I also like how it’s left to the reader to decide how the bruise occurred. My first instinct was that someone had hit the person, which I think is kind of sad and says a lot about my view of the world. But he/she could just as easily have bumped an arm or leg on something. Thanks for making me think!

Perhaps the most elegant description of a bruise I’ve read. Rather thought-provoking, not just in the reason for the bruise but also our own fragility. I like much.

Thanks, guys! I was worried the poem was too short and that its length made it lacking in some way. Glad to see this wasn’t the case. :)

Awesome!
I loved the lines ‘as I am made newly aware
of the fragile cage that houses me’..fragile cage..so imaginative! nice!

This piece really stabs you. Great work!

Really lovely, especially that last line. Great job getting across in a subtle way the theme of mortality and the fragility of life. Kind of makes me think of my ‘Scars and Memories’ poem I wrote back, only a sort of mirror image view of the occurrence.

not too short at all! And I agree about the theme you’ve conveyed, and now I feel less immortal.. I always think I’m stronger than I really am. :)

Heartbreakingly intense.

This has been nominated for the poetry ficly book.

Yay! Thanks for letting me know, Elsha. :-)