Open Poetry #18 |
White Picket Fence (revised from Jan 2001) |
Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
In solitude she pours her heart out as tears roll down her face trying to wash away memories that can never be erased. In contemplation of her life trying to make it make sense feeling so bottled up inside life within that little white fence. Searching for the answers that never seem to come wondering if she'll find them while she is yet still young. Wondering what life would be outside that little picket gate would there be any love, or would she just find hate? She sits and continues dreaming of things that will never be the sun has slowly faded through darkness she can not see. If she could only open the gate and take a step into the light but she can't get past the fence the picket one painted white. This house has become her cage but only she can set herself free to emerge from this self made cocoon the butterfly she needs to be. Someday she'll walk through the gate finding light to brighten the day her hopes and dreams will come true and her soul will soar as she flies away. On the wings of words our spirits fly....and our souls are free. ~Me~ (I could have missed the pain, but I'd have had to miss the dance~Garth) [This message has been edited by Gentle Spirit (01-03-2002 10:09 AM).] |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Gentle Spirit, I woud say an elegant write. Enjoyed |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
Very beautiful Donna..i remember the first post also.. yes,that little word fear keeps some of us from our dreams just because we are afraid of being alone ...hugs ~Vic "To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides." |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Sey, I appreciate that so much!! We all need to just........be.... HUGS On the wings of words our spirits fly....and our souls are free. |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Victoria, sometimes loneliness can be so hard. One must wonder though is it better to be alone when your already "with" someone, or is it just better to be alone...alone? Ah...but when we can fly, then we are never alone!! Thanks hon. Much peace to you. *s* On the wings of words our spirits fly....and our souls are free. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(sigh) Soooooooo sad but beautiful, sweet friend, someday she will emerge from her camouflaged cocoon of tears and she will fly happily and free and embrace the joys of the world with her dreams and find true happiness! (big hugggssssss) God Bless You, sweet friend, my heart is always with all these young people who dream to find their dreams come true! (kiss on cheek) We all love you so much, sweet friend! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Donna, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
I see why you went with the name "Gentle Spirit". Love, A |
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