A Channel Wild Spirit Storm hits my face Muscled man Touches with such grace Fragrant waft Spills from flowered tree Assails my senses Living fire burning me Little sparks Break the dark Little words Children run to me I take her in ‘Welcome to my home’ ‘Fill me’ ‘Baptise […]
Poetry
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Rebuilding Walls have weakened, crumbling, sinking low to ground, sagged like our spirits as they view the sorry edifice before us
Between Here and There I am waiting -for what? To be there, not here, To be somewhere else; To have that, not this, For ‘this’ to be over; For then, not now, To have tomorrow, today. I am waiting for The pain to be gone and My future certain; […]