Gather torn soul
26 December 2015
Paint
Star gaze
Between us
Cover me whole
Seep shimmer in cracks
Help me count star filled lines
Stream all fingers through my frame
Welcome whispers through aching fears
Teach me new meanings of nursery rhymes
Shelter waterfalls that shine through moonlight
Put your lip to mine let’s blow wind chimes
Cleanse dry the sore of life-spilled tears
Usher ponds through stealthy flame
Precious rocks in these mines
Protect and pile stacks
Gather torn soul
Quiet the fuss
Still maze
Plaint
Evi Vine – Inside her
Beth Hart & Joe Bonamassa – I’ll Take Care Of You
Love the images I get of a cosmic coalescing power.
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Indeed, Eric 🙂 Thank you my friend for your insightful reading
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Lovely 😉
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Thank you 🙂
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The image of gathering a torn soul is a powerful one…love the imagery and figurative language, Geetha.. as always, beautiful poetry in perfect form!
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Thank you Thomas. This one was a bit hard on me but it felt good coming out 🙂 I am glad it feels good being read
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You are welcome, Geetha…writing is one of the best forms of therapy, my friend!
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Thank you as always for your insights and appreciation
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You are welcome, my friend!
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🙂
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