Silent whispers fall around me.
Wondering why i can't sleep.
Anger clashes with my peace.
Steady is the heart that beats.
Sweeping away all that i fear.
My soul torn out from under me.
Bitter are our words within.
Cold is the breath used to speak.
No longer hoping and no longer dream.
One of my fav poets.
So much talent.
Clever poem, but never stop dreaming.
I love your style and class, you have a magical future, and such an endearing heart......
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
Dear readers, this is my third book of poems, and inside are a special collection of what have turned out to be not only MY personal favorites, but also the favorites of many of YOU. Some of these have never been available in print before...
Ron
So much talent.
Clever poem, but never stop dreaming.
I love your style and class, you have a magical future, and such an endearing heart......
Be safe,
Karen