
sneaker squeaks linoleum floors distant beeps machine hums fear curtailed under bright lights wrapped in curtained walls bandages slowly counting steps counting days nature's rest scar tissue's perseverance heaven's endurance existence fickle yet bolder striding near holding dear what wounds look like as they heal faith, friendship, love, hope
This week’s Wea’ve Written Weekly prompt comes from Murisopsis, who asks us to do the following:
- Write a Shadorma of a minimum of 2 stanzasΒ on the topic of strengthΒ (physical, emotional, mental, ethical, or of characterβ¦)
- A shadorma is a poem comprised of six-line stanzas with a syllable count of three syllables in the first line, five in the second, three in the third and fourth lines, seven in the fifth, and five in the sixth.
A couple days ago, I was fortunate to get to attend an amazing writing workshop put on by April Sterns of Wildfire Magazine, “the only magazine and writing community for the ones ‘too young’ for breast cancer”. If you’re a frequent reader of my blog, you know that I place a lot of importance in community for people going through a difficult experience or recovering from a trauma, and that I’ve even talked about it at my own workshop. The Wildfire community is one that I feel close to; even if I haven’t met any of these other writers-survivors in person, I’ve read their stories, I’ve followed them on Instagram, and I relate to much of what they share about their own cancer experiences. I hope to attend a Wildfire-sponsored event in person someday, but, in the meantime, I am glad to be a part of this community, even at a distance.
We were given three prompts during the workshop, with about ten minutes to write on each one, and then optional time to share some of what we wrote. The second prompt was “What wounds look like as they heal”, and that led me to a series of little phrases and sentences that I was able to transform into the shadorma you see above. The very process of healing is a transformation as well, which reminds me of this awesome song (and also awesome music video) by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, one of my favorite bands of all time. Rock on, readers.

I haven’t had the trauma of a devastating disease or physical challenge of the same kind as you. However, I have other injuries that I have had to spend years working on recovering from, and I count myself a survivor at this point. I’m healthier than I was afraid I could be and monitoring the area of injury is a requirement of the process. So it’s a good thing to learn how to look at the healing process without so much recoil, fear or rejection. I love that you found words to describe it in this way.
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I think a lot of the trauma from cancer is applicable to other illness or injuries, so the healing process is definitely one that many of us are learning about together. Thank you!
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I love your Shadormaβ€οΈ
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Thank you! π
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Beautiful lines, thanks.
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Thanks for reading!
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They say a break in a bone is stronger than the unbroken once it heals. I think too scars produce a strength that increases despite the trauma… I love the nod to fear and the conclusion that “faith, friendship, love, hope” are stronger than fear and wounds… A standing ovation from me!
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Aw, thanks! And thank you for the wonderful prompt!
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I think the strength that we can find in bad times often surprises us – love this shadorma and its message.
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Strong poem, it brought me back memories, not that they leave me alone.
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Thank you! I have some memories like that, too.
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This is genius, Sarah. Amazing.
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David
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Thank you, David! βΊοΈ
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Hi, Sarah ππ»
Just wanna let you know that this week’s prompt, hosted by Sylvia Cognac (creator of the Garland Shadorma) is now live!
Enjoy π
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David
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Thanks, David! π
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This made me think of the times my son was in the hospital recovering from major accidents. You’ve captured that feeling perfectly.
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I’m sorry to hear that your son has experienced these difficult feelings directly, though there are certainly positive feelings in this process, too. Thank you for reading!
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Wonderful poem. Grateful that you are healing. β€οΈ
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Thank you. π§‘
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