I have decided to put more of my mothers poems on, as this is the last month I will have to do so. I was concerned of putting certain poems on, as not sure what the readers would think. But, she wrote them, I think not only for herself, but others. Last chance to read them. I hope you enjoy!
The only way out
It seems to me
Is in and through
My psyche
To exodus
And thus to you
The all out there
Where all is
That I would see, touch and be.
God willing,
I am coming, life, to thee.
Thanks for posting your mother's poetry. She is (was?) very talented. I haven't commented on others (that I know of...I've read a few today) but found a consistent theme of melancholy and deep reflection. This is a deeply sensitive soul.
Chanti
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