I have dreamt and I have done so many things that I’ve become a lover of the arcane of whilst bits and pieces are best left unnamed I’ve walked cobbled paths and delved into the deep I’ve climbed up mountains until fingers bleed I’ve planted a garden and sown my own roots pouring over wise words and discarding useless books I’ve laughed my ass off and let it spread out I’ve walked into hearts and left with a pout I’ve met strange men and fought off witchy women I’ve debated with the best fortifying my acumen And in all those things I’ve dreamt and done none compare to YOU my darling loved one.
Five years have passed. The sequel to the award-winning Chapel of Eternal Love, this book revisits the same couples in the first book, and where the lives have taken them since they left the altar at The Chapel of Eternal Love
A homonymless man writes shows what it's like to look up the laid he skirts when you’re lying prone(d) to the sidewalk, beer / joint / needle dangling from your hand /lips / arm.
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Bob H
Great art too!...Eileen
I thought of Gibran as I read this..
Somehow I missed this first time 'round. Bold and sassy, honestly penned...love the lines,
"...I've laughed my ass off
and let it spread out...." GOOD ON YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Thanks for my smile today. :)
Reindeer
i like the intensity in this poem, Sara ...
Ron
Well done Sara!!
Good to read you again !!
Love Tinka