Feels like Im dancing with truth and wisdom
Precious rhythm you are my guide
These days are sacred, my heart is humble
Oh warrior show me the light

This hell - I know, it’s almost muddy now.
It’s almost so broken from the hold it spills,
like filthy water from the sky staining innocence.

I so often speak of letting go of the responsibility involved and the protection -
that weighs down the comforter at night,
settles feathers once fluffed and ready,
corners dreams in quite spaces outside the truth,
in stations screeching.

I too could have followed ways, said to hell with trying anymore.
I could have thrown the photographs in the river by the footbridge were we bled.
I could have burned the answers to their questions with that house,
on that street, in the middle of that city.
Where scribbles never described the ruin,
where glass would gather itself in fistfuls and scatter.
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Packed boxes of roses and warmth and sun in pretty paper
and new that maybe one day, the contents would save me, perhaps.
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It only led to distance in her understanding.

And so I tread, and endure and crumble just the same.
And so I feel, and love, and hold on to what I can.
So that maybe someday, when I don't have the worry,
that I may feel forgiven, feel blessed in my decisions
not to wander too far from her needs, because in the end,
I know that some things matter more than others.
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I told ya Id be back..had to worship this properly *smile*
You already will know this one touches me in places deep both for your reasons and mine..
the emotions are powerful...the WHOLE poem is powerful...the imagery is superb and as with all your work..every image, metaphor and verbiage is so unique. This is raw and intense, aching and vivid and most of all sincere.
The last verse's intend makes me wish I could hug you...
in the end...we have to do whats right for our conscious and our souls....
If we do our best and base our actions on truth and kindness...no one can ask for anymore...and when its all said and done...
regardless of the outcome...we will have known we did all we could...
there should never be guilt or shame for that.
beautiful write A.
love and peace to you
jm

[This message has been edited by Janet Marie (edited 07-14-2001).]

"Friends are quiet angels who lift us to our
feet when our wings have trouble remembering how to fly." ~unknown

This is an outstanding work of art, spitfire...this is an amazing description of your emotions...I will also say that your imagery and intensity are fantastic!  I really like this...a keeper, for sure...

sp  

it was love that first drew me,
it is love that will keep me here...
now I see love burning brightly
when everything else is unclear...