Tuesday, October 22, 2013

she searched for a poem

she searched for a poem in the
once annoyed.
finding instead, the null
and the void.
she searched for a poem,
some space to fill.
the words sometimes
followed.
by force of will.
she searched for a way
to push aside,
the sad and the sorrow.
that held her stride.
but no poem sincere
would ever emerge,
she searched for a poem,
and with it
she stood on the verge.

No comments:


Followers

Blog Archive

About Me

My photo
I am a proud senior, forever hippie, who has incorporated the peace and love vibe into the technosphere of the 21st century. Gratitude and love of all beings is what I live for and how I live. My husband and I are guardians of pteribird in heaven and magic Mikey a special needs senior parrot, whose intelligence and love is beautiful and humbling. Blessings