Scarlett Letter Place

Here I am

Sitting feet away

From where I was

When they put

A Scarlett letter

On me

Long ago

When who I was didn’t fit in

With what they believed

Here I am

It’s still on me

I can feel the burning

Against my skin

Just as deeply as I did

So many years ago

But here I am

Standing up

Holding on

With all I have

Scarlett lips

That won’t

Kiss and tell

I now wear stones

Much like those that were thrown

But these are now

Part of who I am

Scarlett letters

Etched into stones


Jeanna’ Mead

6 53 p.m. 10.12.19


By jeannasoul

I'm a woman that is absolutely in love with life....I'm doing what I love to do-as a massage therapist,a writer,a seeker of all that touches my soul and lifts my body.
I find great pleasure in the midst of chaos, in time with nature and kindred spirits.
I love the wisdom and clarity of Paulo Coelho, the music that makes me dance, and being present with the person I'm with.
I write to fulfill my soul and, hopefully, to touch others.

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