Bubbling within me, the need to be needed, the desire to be desired, overflowing my heart. So much to give; yet left unheeded, love, comfort, delight, yet to unfold.
I am inclined to scream out my complaint, surrounded by these walls of circumstance; my laughter, my release is now restrained. Why must my soul idle when it would dance?
Imprisoned by realities, I struggle to be free; no longer can I endure convention's wrath. So I surrender now my heart to me, and let the flood find its chosen path.
Hey, was simply moved to click on this one Bro. Eddie. Taught me this morning that walls can always be redesigned from the inside, never outside. (There may be a sermon in that for you somewhere. Blessin's to you, always appreciate reading the work on your site here. It inspires me to move forward in spite of the challenges that seem to regularly knock at my inner door.
Inspirational poetry, written from the heart and soul. Verses that are well-suited for reading on a rainy day and that are guaranteed to bring a smile to your face.
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cynth'ya lewis reed
Monette
If you show them your heart,
all men of value shall embrace it.
Well done, I salute you...
Sincerely,
Rodney Evan Bohen
Hugs,
Victoria
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :)
an ode to a poet...never thought of
doing one to myself..this was clever
and touching..floria