A maidens prayer, spoken on reverent lips from a bewildered seeking pinning heart for a lost lover who has gone astray speaking out loud, I shout to you calling out my lovelorn agonize pain can you hear me crying out to the night the man once was mine before he took flight but now it seems he belongs to another siting here I weep, as if on predestine cue whipping my blistered eyes I rise to fate moving on to love again as I know i must do for if he chooses to be with you I know this man never was mine for true I have heard my sisters in loves mourning with beseeching expression of this life lesson felt their pain, never thinking it would be me as did they, I found out that it matters not who that if he could do this to me he could to you
Imogene, a country-bred girl, longs to make a life for herself in New York City. She joins forces with her former college roommate to start a movie production company in the big city.
The deep-dive literary meditations presented as stories, poems, and essays in The American Poet Who Went Home Again, A Mosaic of My Soul at Work, have captivated and inspired readers ever since its first paperback publication in 2008.
Blessings
Ch'erie
~Jackie~
i love your writes--this one is so sad, and so beautifully written--well done
(((HUGS))) and love,
karla. :)