Open Poetry #40 |
The Children of My Words |
exhale Senior Member
since 2003-06-13
Posts 646Alberta,Canada |
I have been a dry well of thoughts and words lately, despite that fact that I've had to go through a lot of changes. This is what has been coming out so far __________________________________________ the children of my words follow on the heels of worn shoes forever underfoot yet never trampled I will keep them at my bedside with my bread and water of paper for I am no preacher praise is not mine nor sacred let me carry them let them rise on my tounge and stay warm with woven words a blanket of moments the children of my words are chains to my heels their skin and bones mine let me carry them |
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Kit McCallum
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Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
Oh my ... I like this Exhale. No dry well here! You've "carried your words" beautifully through this piece. Very much enjoyed. Best wishes, /Kit |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
change is good hon glad you are here! |
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