Open Poetry #33 |
Storms Of Life |
Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
I am not made of rock nor am I made of stone I cry tears like any other I fear of being alone. Sands of time beat upon me some days my heart still bleeds dripping pain mixed with pure joy beating steady, having needs. I am but a blooming flower waiting past a winter freeze for the sun to warm my petals blowing in a summer breeze. I have weathered storms of life survived to see skies of blue my heart has not turned to ice it can still give love so true. written 11-30-2000 revised 9-17-04 It's better than I could have planned.. |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Gentle Spirit You are the essence of a flower. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
That was simply lovely, Dear Donna! ~ and may you always weather the storms that come your way in life! ~ and may they be few and far between! Hugs to you this fine September morning (at least it is a fine morning in my corner of the world!) Linda |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Morning Donna... I know you have weathered many a storm of late dear one. May your storms be 'steamy' ones from now on. ~Love and hugs, Nancy~ ~Autumn..the year's last, loveliest smile.~ |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
Hiya and Good morning, Isn't it fun, to go back and look at our earlier poems, and see where we've come to now...like a mini vacation into our past experiences...and one can't help but say, my how we've grown.... Miraculous this life...isn't it...thank you for sharing this beautiful but bittersweet write. |
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Sunshine
Administrator
Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
You could never be ice... not with a spirit as gentle as yours... a good re-write, little one... |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
G.S. "I am but a blooming flower waiting past a winter freeze for the sun to warm my petals blowing in a summer breeze." Love this stanza...but it seems you are able to bloom anytime you please, and don't have to wait for a "summer breeze" The buds of your poetry show that you blossom anytime you write....and like the hellebores , are capable of blossoming even in the snow and ice... enjoyed ---------ice ><> Come read to me some poem, |
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MyHeartofShadows Member
since 2004-09-04
Posts 88Hyattsville, MD |
I love this, touches me and reminds me to bloom come the spring. |
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