They build ladders
from my spine
and they climb
and they fall
and they break me,
and then they climb
again.
© Nicole Lyons 2017
Ladders
They build ladders
from my spine
and they climb
and they fall
and they break me,
and then they climb
again.
© Nicole Lyons 2017
the maiden, mother and caffeinated crone
Poetry and prose by Basilike Pappa
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I'll write as long as my lines live
Sounds like you’re condoning to what others are doing to you, if you don’t want others to climb up your spine like a ladder, then, tell them to GET off at once, or else! You shouldn’t force yourself to accept what others are doing to you if you feel awful…
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Oh, so many ways we find to be broken by others
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
Nicole packs a lot into a short poem,
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Reblogged this on Free Verse ReVolution.
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Thank you my friend, ❤
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And thank you for inspiring.
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I don’t know how you do it, but you’re relateable magic.
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Oh I dig this, thank you, you made my day 🙂 ❤
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