Iron Sharpens Iron

Smith Shine Poetry3rd April 2022Mental healthChange, complexity, Creative writing, iron sharpens iron, Mental health, perplexity, Poetry, Prayer, Therapy

I prayed in my perplexity.

There stood a woman, blessed with beauty
a slave to her integrity.

My complexity shook her for a moment.
I watched a tear roll down her cheek.
We spoke of why I act.

Now it's my thoughts I speak.

Iron sharpens iron. Now for them I can
stand strong.

The synthesis of her and slog, I take my
stand where I belong.

5 thoughts on “Iron Sharpens Iron”

Jennifer Arimborgo says:

12th October 2022 at 11:52 pm

Your writing style is striking!

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1. Smith Shine Poetry says:
  
  13th October 2022 at 10:31 pm
  
  Thankyou. 😊
  
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Higher Times says:

4th April 2022 at 1:56 am

(oops) Didn’t mean to hit “enter”. Thank you 🙂

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Higher Times says:

4th April 2022 at 1:55 am

“a slave to her integrity”

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Bridgette says:

3rd April 2022 at 8:02 pm

Wow. Iron sharpens iron-so good.

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