|Reviews for Cicatrix|
| Pandakun84 7/13/06 . chapter 1
| ACCOUNT NO LONGER ACTIVE 1 3/5/06 . chapter 1
So true and so well written out and described in short form like this. You found exactly the right words to show the heaviness of it.
| Astartes Rapture 3/4/06 . chapter 1
The haiku is a beautiful format to express heavy emotions is it not?
How we can both relate my friend . . . this poem is so personal and so very true. The scars will always be there, as a reminder, a temptation, and as a sign that there is hope in overcoming them. They may fade, but for me, I made scars upon my heart as well. Those don't become shaded in a suntan or blend into the pigment of our skin over the years. I think this poem will only ever be truly felt by those who could have written it themselves, from their own scars and stained blades . . .
Beautiful and haunting.
| Manuel Fajar 3/4/06 . chapter 1
Thank you for your kind comments. Cicatrix is strong in so few words. Some quatrains:
Once foul angst inside spewed forth cicatrix,
Crazed wild demon razed soft skin with sharp tricks,—
Now heart knows a Faith heals Soul's yester ills,
Sole recourse: torn rags, thorns and crucifix.
¿How does soul choose at life's painful crossroads?
One branch left,—the other right: both sore load,
Such a burden heart can barely carry,—
'Til cross path spry hops forth a little toad.
quinine bark, so bitter brewed, heals fever,
given to us by a creature meagre,
wracked our body with pains and torment foul,
now our soul we baptize in life's river.
| Eirien 3/1/06 . chapter 1
Interesting idea to use the Latin word for scars as a title, that definitely captures the reader's attention. I like the haiku and can relate... Traces of a bitter past, but also traces of survival, and perhaps of having overcome...