Caitlin Balm

Musing With Balm - Poem by Caitlin Balm

I wish I could heal you,
To bring you into my arms and soothe you, restore you,
Tell you everything kindly, gently.

But that is not who I am.
I yell out, OUT! into nothing. 'Who am I? ' 'What am I? '
Does my name, my title, mean anything at all?

Perhaps I embalm you. Preserve you.
I can stop you from falling to pieces and keep you,
Safe, in a little jar. An unaltered state.

But that is who I don't want to be.
Or am I merely a product for you,
A manufactured item made just for your enjoyment.

Keep me away from you. I am a lunar crater,
Broken! Filled with untouchable remains.
This is who you have created.

Poet's Notes about The Poem

Different meanings of words that contain the word 'balm', my name. Does it mean anything, really?

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, May 27, 2013

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