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Michael G
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since 2000-06-25
Posts 579
Nashville

0 posted 2000-09-05 01:49 AM


I whisper my last note to this world
as grace before me does shine slowly,
from my first concentrated breath I took
my life's pain has ebbed within me.

Of failed attempts to understand my heart
that grace's my body like sin,
of dances in moonbeam silhouette's
showing my dreams where to begin.

That my trials through this life
have given me some trepidation
to trust love's kindless kiss
to smooth my souls lost expectation.

No wisdom have I for words fail
when my heart becomes damaged,
from loosing my faith in you
now these simple words do emplore.

So I sit with failed spirit
broken in mind, body and soul,
and finnaly shall I allow God to come
to kiss my cheek and take me home.

© Copyright 2000 Michael G - All Rights Reserved
Sunnyone
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since 2000-07-06
Posts 5334
Staffordshire, England
1 posted 2000-09-05 03:04 AM


  

  Oh, this one is really sad, Michael, but even though it is, it's also very beautiful.
            


Today is a gift....
That is why they call it
'the Present'!



Irish Rose
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since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263

2 posted 2000-09-05 07:32 AM


This one has fallen down too far, it's beautiful. Back to the top.


Kathleen


Janet Marie
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since 2000-01-22
Posts 18554

3 posted 2000-09-05 07:57 AM


Michael, this poem touches me deeply
I feel you in every line ...
there is so much I could say ...
but I know -- that -- you already know ...
take care, please gentle poet ...
me

********

I see you there in your sorrow
I see you there in your pain.
I know your heart gets tired
I know the past tries to take your name.

I understand the reasons
I know the memories take a toll.
I know the voices can haunt us
they cry from the depths of your soul.

I can see beyond the words
I can read between the lines.
Some sins were never yours to atone
they are not your mistakes ... nor your crimes

I know your heart is breaking
I know your soul and spirit are tired.
but I know that you can rise above it
by finding your strength in being inspired.

Let no one take your words ...
let them be your comfort in the lost night.
They are your path to take you home
they are your hope ... your wings to take flight.

I know you can do this
you are so much stronger than you know.
Simply turn your own light to shine on you
by your gifts of grace and beauty may you heal and grow.

JM



There are places inside our souls -
that have never been touched.
There are places inside our hearts -
that need to be loved this much.
~jm~


rosepetals25
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since 2000-05-31
Posts 3076
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4 posted 2000-09-05 08:33 AM


Michael,

      What a beautiful, touching, and sad poem.  I can feel you pain radiate from the screen and I sincerely hope things change.  JM's poem above says it all.

                           rp25

Marina
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since 2000-02-10
Posts 2245
Pickering, Ontario
5 posted 2000-09-05 12:03 PM


Better days are coming Michael.....I know they are.  Your heart will mend and search for another......they always do.  

Marina


It is a blessing to have wings for words, and passion in pen
Marina Crossley



Meadowmuse
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since 1999-12-27
Posts 3263

6 posted 2000-09-05 12:11 PM


"That my trials through this life
have given me some trepidation
to trust love's kindless kiss
to smooth my souls lost expectation."

Michael, you write with the breath of a broken heart. I don't know the circumstances behind this lovely, emotive arrangement of thoughts, of course, but my senses tell me this comes from deep within you. "...love's kindless kiss"...how that line touches me. Take care, poet heart.

~ Claire



Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?......Henry David Thoreau



JamesMichael
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since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336
Kapolei, Hawaii, USA
7 posted 2000-09-05 03:29 PM


I can feel your soft heart speaking...James
Marge Tindal
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8 posted 2000-09-05 09:20 PM


MichaelG~
A sob catches in my throat when I try
to read this aloud.
I can feel what it took to pen it.

A breaking heart make the softest sound,
but it is heard through your words.

~*Marge*~


~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
noles1@totcon.com



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