Poems and Poetry

After the Mend | A Poem by Paul Tristram

They couldn’t touch her anymore,
something had changed deep inside.
She closed doors all around herself,
seemed to have stopped smiling
and was only seen walking alone.
Luckily, this was only temporary,
a thoughtful pause between chapters.
She was fighting quietly,
being patient and careful,
waiting for the right people
and correct opportunities.
Her diligence and tenacity
were rewarded threefold.
Her life didn’t just start again
but blossomed and shifted up a gear.
She never mentions,
never mind speaks ill of
those past folk,
nor acknowledges their existence.
She wisely let the Dragons of Karma
destroy her once persecutors.
And whilst it was happening
she never once gloated,
laughed or even stopped to look around.

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