Flow tears/
freely flow/
diffuse the silt vexing my soul/
immerse me till I am made whole/
remove the pain of futile love/
flow tears/
flow like streams/
drown out deeply mournful screams/
dislodge the thoughts that haunt my sleep/
cleanse my mind of memories, sweet
These are sentiments with which I can completely relate, Shirley. I love the evocative and "prayerful" tone of this poem. Thank you for sharing your gift. Love, peace, and best wishes,
Beautifully tragic except for the stranger last line which seems to ask for your sweet memories to be cleansed. I am probably misreading this… for that was not your intention.
From First Love to its destructive end and on to new beginnings, Mary Angela Nangini's poems explore the birth and death of a relationship. The powerful poems are presented in two parts with an introduction to her next book My Ontario Beautiful. (Th
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Regis
Beautiful verse...
Diana...
Blessings,
Christine
Must not claim our defeat
The temptation is to purge the worst
But we must never cleanse the sweet
Patrick
Ron
Always,
Deborah
budd