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My bones have been like cabinets;
the hinges all dust, wood punctured.

Breathe, hope, stamina (the grains wheat enough to take on
absence, sweat, and nausea) were misplaced.
Their dearth rearranged my skeleton in certain places,
and I stuck out here—sunk in there.

The nonexistence was pushy—
bored with the fractures,
ignorant of setting the bone.


I was ignorant of setting the bone, too.


Mirrors were poor reflections,
wasted glass, unable to diagnose.

I was intact. It appeared
that way. The angles spoke of it—
they expressed the wholeness of body. Sure they did.

They did.


II.

It spoke of other images, too, the one image, mine—
like silverware sticking out of me obnoxiously,
unkempt and gray and sharp, with no regard for
kitchen scars.

But I was still flesh—still, I had
eleven ribs, eight fingers, two kneecaps.





                 And my marrow




had air pockets.




There were places inside me, little drawers to whole rooms—
that were obsessed with being empty.


They were stable, as well.

Steadfast--vacant,


endless.



This pantry was a fleshy mansion;
I was structure, secrets—walls inside of rugs.
Impossible. Impassible.

III.

Then        
                           God found windows where there were none.


Ash got sucked out of my pores,
Cobwebs died at His breath.


My skin inhaled, and I am not a pantry
without food or entryway.

All the places inside of me—little drawers to whole rooms—
have been broken through, keyholes filled

                                                                        into freedom.


All that I lack I do not.
All that I break for has been cast.

    And when the frame of my stomach cracks here,


there,

          it is straightened out by a hand able to breathe through ribcages,
       heartache—grief like onyx.  



I try out the air,
and I am fixed on the lips of Christ.
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There is a beauty in The Breath of God by ~SoothingAngel. The words are strong, yet gentle. ( Featured by LadyLincoln )
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Delicatesilver Featured By Owner Mar 12, 2009  Hobbyist Writer
I've said it before and I'll say it again: I hope you get published! I love this poem as much as the other.
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WilliamWilt Featured By Owner Mar 3, 2009
beautiful imagery :heart:
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Swords-and-Bandages Featured By Owner Jan 15, 2009  Hobbyist Writer
There is an amazing tranquility within faith.
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KneelingGlory Featured By Owner Dec 17, 2008
This is inescapably gorgeous.
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wildplaces Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
wonderful imagery and emotion and despite the complexity of the vision it doesn't for a moment stray into pretension or get out of your control

a truly beautiful vision
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Sonflowerseedz Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
God, He does feel this way! Thank you for sharing.

"Then
God found windows where there were none.


Ash got sucked out of my pores,
Cobwebs died at His breath.

My skin inhaled, and I am not a pantry
without food or entryway.

All the places inside of me—little drawers to whole rooms—
have been broken through, keyholes filled


into freedom."
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y0urstalker Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
I am water at his side.
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Tristan-the-Dreamer Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008  Student Traditional Artist
Holy frickin cow, this is amazing. :wow: I am a Christian and you are an inspiration to me to write always with subtley and skill, but never forgetting what is most important. what can I say? It's astonishing!!
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ColonelFitz Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
This is a very interesting piece. I think I'm particularly fond of the second section, interesting imagery. :)
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twotoedtoadtoo Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
The layout is crazy! But I really like this. It is so raw to me, so beautiful. I would like to understand the rhythm you have in mind...how it should be read.
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BeanieTheCabbage Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
it's very deep.
stark truth.
bluntly honest in a near delicate way.
beautiful.
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lovelyloon Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008  Student
i've somewhat always held this secret desire inside me to create some sort of poetry about how my Savior makes me feel, how He makes so much sense of every little thing. How He makes things happen in me as no earthly thing could ever come close to coming close..

i always give up before even seriously considering picking up a pencil and attempting any such thing.
i'm so scared there's no possible way i could ever come even close to coming close.


i wish there were words i could put together to create some sorts of gushing and ever-grateful and adoring phrases that would come close to expressing how deeply this poem has touched me...maybe even inspired me.

God has bestowed you with a most incredible gift of hope.

Just...thank you.
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SNEE33 Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
This moved me to tears. :';) Love it.
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saroradepp Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008  Hobbyist Photographer
This is beautiful! I am not a religious creature, but I was so drawn to this! It is composed with such grace and Excellence. You can feel it. So, well done! :D
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ZaneSama Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
That was a very interesting, and often lovely read. The imagery it casts is really effective, the kind of thing you dwell on for a while afterword.
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Elnath-aqr Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
Fantastic! I´m speechless.

:clap:
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infinessence Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thank you for being a voice that stands out...this is one of the most beautiful poems I've read in a while. Nothing like I was expecting. :)
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Kiso Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
this absolutely deserves a dd.
breathtaking.
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TheAphelion Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008  Student Photographer
Ah the beauty of Christ :rose:
Your writing is lovely :heart:
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TwistedAlyx Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008  Hobbyist Writer
Powerful imagery! Everybody has 12 ribs though, you know. (I'm such a know-it-all. Sorry. :XD:)
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Stargem-kitty Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
I'm pretty sure that was on purpose. She also did mention 'eight fingers' when we all know there's ten.

Beautiful imagery. Captivating.
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TwistedAlyx Featured By Owner Dec 16, 2008  Hobbyist Writer
I totally missed that.
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Stargem-kitty Featured By Owner Dec 16, 2008
-laughs- It's alright. ^^
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NanoDesu Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
i dont get it .__.
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This is cool how it starts out as if you're lifeless....and then the holy ending is just really beautiful, I must say.
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Emocinderella Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008  Hobbyist Writer
The last part, III, makes me wonder if this poem could possibly be about battles with anorexia. "My skin inhaled, and I am not a pantry without food or entryway." Along with a mix of other things weaved in as well, but still. It just reminded me of how I felt when God finally healed me...and before he had, when I was empty. "Their dearth rearranged my skeleton in certain places,
and I stuck out here—sunk in there."
Just a thought.
I emmensely enjoyed this poem, despite whether my interpretations were right or wrong...it made me think, feel. ^_^
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SoothingAngel Featured By Owner Jan 3, 2009
You guessed correct, and I immensely appreciate the thought...
the battle with anorexia was silent and I think only one or two people know I even had trouble with not eating. People noticed but not enough to chalk it up to something that serious. I knew what I was doing was wrong, too, but it was hard to stop. It becomes a game, a challenge, you know? You feel like if you lose to yourself, you are worthless. Since you showed a special interest, I'd like to explain some more, too, about this poem and when it was written..

I lost someone.
I stopped eating not because of a body image problem,
but because I wanted my outsides to match my insides.
The feeling of God breathing on me, when I couldnt even breathe by myself, because of the grief I felt-- it is a feeling worth writing about and knowing and recognizing.

Love, hope-
these things are worth living for. Eating for. Existing for.
<3

Thankyou so much reading Emocinderella! Keep up the thought processes. : )
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Emocinderella Featured By Owner Jan 4, 2009  Hobbyist Writer
Oh I know just what you're talking about! I relate all too well.
Mine was a battle with body image, but it did start because of a heartbreak. But I know what you're talking about, how you feel so overwhelmed with grief. And how it's like a game, see how long you can go without. Like, eating has no significance, no purpose, when you feel that little, that worthless.
Exactly as you said it, I had to find the things worth living for, eating for, existing for. And I found God breathed that life, that healing into me. Without it, we are just empty pantries.
Gosh, talking about this just brings back all these crazy memories of how I used to think. (Because it IS a way of thinking, a way of being, not just some phase or stunt for attention) How I used to isolate myself from the world and just....just kind of exist. Without emotion, because that hurt too much. Just empiness. I really appreciate this poem, and you opening up like this, more than you know. Sometimes it's just good to know I'm not alone in the world, you know?
Anyway, please keep up the writing, it is truly beautiful, and I hope to hear from you again soon.
^_^
Joy
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HotRetroGuy Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
lol
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LAPoetry-n-Photo Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008  Hobbyist Photographer
I'm not Christian, but this poetically perfect and I can relate to this through a spiritual experience as well.
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TorturedRemembrance Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
I think this is wonderful. Inspiring, and beautiful. Touched places that haven't been touched in a while. Thanks be to God, and yourself.
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sunshinegypsy Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008  Professional Writer
YAY. A DD.. *loves*
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hopesforserenity Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008   Photographer
May God keep speaking through you; this is a lovely piece of work. It's extremely lyrical and yet haunting. I love the imagery you used. Just wonderful.
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The-Moons-Rose Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
Blessed be His name.
You did an amazing job, use God's gift well my friend.
Remember, we are just vessels, He uses us to exalt Him and you did that magnificently. Soothing angel you are. Use sights like this to spread His word. I'm awestruck at your faith. You truely are God's child.
Blessed be and is His name oh Lord on high.
Amen
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RestlessBeauty Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
This left me unable to breathe. It is absolutely gorgeous.

Thank you for sharing this part of yourself...Your words are exquisite.
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DrownedFeather Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
That is so beautiful!! I'm not a Christian, but I reeeaaally loved reading this!! And howcan you only have two pages of comments on your poem when you've got a DD? Congrats on the DD btw, and you deserve muuuuuch more comments!!

Keep it up =]
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GetYourGrip Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
congradulations on the DD! :)
now you're on your way to inspiring a wider range of people, for life, not poetry,
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wizfrikiman Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Brilliant. I feel proud to add this to my favorites.
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Pseudolution Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
In the beginning I didn't think this was worth a DD, but as I continued to read I realised just how wrong I was.

Beautiful poetry.
Work on the beginning. ;)
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Lyrica-Lee Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008  Hobbyist Writer
:tears: never in my life have i read a poem as powerful as this... its perfect...
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Riversprite Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
This is lovely. It reminded me immediately of something I wrote - Prayers in the Smoke - only it is a lot more positive!
I prefer holding onto my secrets.
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spanishrubi Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
"There were places inside me, little drawers to whole rooms—
that were obsessed with being empty."

Beautiful.

-Mai
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LynnSnow Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008   Digital Artist
That's my favorite line too! Amazing!
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spanishrubi Featured By Owner Dec 16, 2008
:D

-Mai
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sarjan Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008  Hobbyist Writer
:thumbsup:
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Llywenlla Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008  Hobbyist Writer
The most powerful piece of spiritual poetry that I've read to date.
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Roaring-Flame-Cat Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008  Hobbyist General Artist
Wow....
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Diosjenin Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
aHA! About time you got a DD!

Congrats!
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picasso06 Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
D:
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queenhrosie Featured By Owner Dec 15, 2008
Miss Danica got a DD!

Much excitement and love.

* :heart: *
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