You Must Taste the Thorns

“…it is true, poetry is delicious.” ~ Virginia Woolf

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I know love works
not like a machine. Still,
its parts must
be handled with precision,
touched only by a heart
that understands how
love truly works,

when artistically twisted;

you must taste the thorns,
if you wish to eat sweet fruit
from lips worth your while,

you must

birth wild things—
moons, succulent cackles
and belief-made rainbows,

you must

be the story
that inspires you
(and your wants)

to dream tangible realities,
you must be you…

always you.

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the wee notes…
– The 1st, 3rd and 5th stanzas of this poem were birthed separately. You can glimpse the originals on Instagram: 1st (handwritten on a coffee filter), 5th (blacked out from quotes of mine), 3rd (inspired by the thorny blood orange plant *see below*).
– Linked to the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads ~ Tuesday Platform.

51 thoughts on “You Must Taste the Thorns

  1. you must
    be the story
    that inspires you… I think this is the biggest challenge of all..to believe entirely in your own self worth. Thanks for writing this.

  2. I love the title, Magaly, and the lines:
    ‘you must
    birth wild things—
    moons, succulent cackles
    and belief-made rainbows’
    and
    ‘to dream tangible realities,
    you must be you…
    always you’.

  3. “You must taste the thorns if you wish to eat the sweet fruit” is such a wonderful metaphor for what life is. If you don’t experience the rough spots, it is hard to appreciate just how good the smooth parts are! Wonderful!

  4. touched only by a heart
    that understands how
    love truly works,

    when artistically twisted

    This part was a WOW! moment for me.

  5. That is the sadness that so many people try to be someone else rather than themselves. Often they become so lost because they no longer know who they are.

  6. Earthy love. I am too cold and robotic to fully appreciate such things, but every time I come by here, it’s like slipping down the rabbit hole. Thanks.

  7. Such articulateness tells us that we cannot eat with the tongue alone which is desperate for sweet and saltiness, but with the heart and with the mind: that thorn salad is the proper first course: that only a heart that is broken can be made full: that a kiss is composed of every longing and terror to behold two humans. Wonderful write Magaly

  8. Love it! every word! Beautiful! I always leave your realm feeling shifted in some new way ! Your words are like a spell..the most deeply gorgeous, insightful magic. Tasting thorns and birthing wild thing…exquisite!

    I have been catching up on your previous posts and poems…powerful and beautiful.
    have a sweet night
    V

    • Thank you, Victoria. I am so happy that you find so much in the words. They are so giving, aren’t they? The least we can do is take… and keep. 🙂

      I hope your weekend is glorious.

  9. We are in a world that accepts us mostly for our deceptive selves, rather than for who we are. It is a challenge to inspire ones own self to remain the self and contest all odds…

    The poem’s a really good read!

  10. There is something delicate yet earthy about the honesty in this. Maybe it’s the line breaks paired with images of both thorns and rainbows that does it. I really like it.

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