Concussive waves of silent sound
Surrounding my entire being
Constricting speech
Iron bands tighten
Prohibiting voice
As torrents of emotion scream
Dying to be heard
In the decay of a suffocating reality
Until hope blooms
Dispelling darkness
Sight blinded by sound
Cascading down
Around my ears
Filling my mind
Everything full and bright
Auditory world of sunlight
And I sing.
This makes me think of giving birth--knowing there's something wrong--that you're dying, and then the baby cries, and all is forgotten in a bloom of new love.
--Charlie
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
This is a book of free verse poetry that addresses the seven main tests in life and offers some sensible solutions to passing those tests with minimal discomfort.
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--Charlie