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Sal Dare, Sub Luna

Self control is holy currency
with which one can buy the world.
Hold the power over feelings
yet validate their pain;
their joy.
Kindness knows boundaries.
Families do too.
Inner peace is costly;
should be guarded with vigilance,
while being enjoyed ravenously,
never squandered into thankless hands.
Callous clutches will never hold tranquility
as long as the sun rises and sets.
Cruel words, like crooked arrows
will never find a target
in the heart of the self aware
or ever reach inviting shores
or favorable tides
under the blessings of the loving moon.

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Last few words: 
To give salt under the moon
Editing stage: 
Content level: 
Not Explicit Content

Comments

In this poem. Self control/awareness and boundaries are so important. Your poems always have words of wisdom and I love all of it. Thank you.

~RoseBlack~

is what I have in abundance. it is the beat of what Steven and I disagree. He thinks sometimes that it is stubbornness on my part. I really loved your poem.

*hugs, Cat

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nothing better than self-control. You make a very good case for controlling one's environment. ~ Geez...
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Salt has been traded as currency and valued as long as history goes back. The word “salary” comes from the Latin word sal meaning “salt”. Roman legionaries may have been given some of their wages in the form of salt. Probably where the saying “not worth his salt” comes from.

Tim

author comment

self-control is such a big part of my everyday life. it gives me dominance over my physical pain. my favorite lines of your poem are:

in the heart of the self aware
or ever reach inviting shores
or favorable tides
under the blessings of the loving moon.

* love & hugs, Cat

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And responds, please be courteous
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