Open Poetry #49 |
Eye of the Hurricane |
JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
I think I will die in the eye of a hurricane I previously have died there a time ago dying bothers me not been there done that as the man said I will die on a Sunday they will be singing hymnals of my departure though they no nothing of it as yet still . . . a hymn is a hymn is a . . . as I write these lines I see the face waiting for me on the other side never before have I seen my exit so crisp and inviting it is because of her and her wonderful waiting arms ©January 22, 2015 / Jerry Pat Bolton ~*~ When they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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latearrival Member Ascendant
since 2003-03-21
Posts 5499Florida |
Dreams are made of thoughts like this.Jo |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Yes Jo, dreams do have a place in our hearts. It is funny (sometimes) how our dreams change perspective over time. Thank you for being here. ~*~ When they give you ruled paper write sideways. ~*~ |
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