Poem -
thAT wOmAN
Already I see her
The woman who beckons me
The woman with the soulless
eyes who
Finds a lonely place to cry
Who finds solace
On the least walked path for
She cannot bear to hear the
laugh
Of others, as she
Sits on earth
Gives birds and flowers cold
wide berth, and
Whispers to the air around in
hope
Of answers, still not found
To search for peace in wild
woods care
That woman
With the soulless stare
Marion Price 2020
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Hi Marion. I agree with Cherie I feel it too. Not being in a good place. Beautifully expressed. And I wish you peace and love. Px
Exquisitely penned. Write on and on and on...
Though your tears may lie
in grief's deep pool
of unrelenting pain
that seeks to pull
and tug and drain
the soul from loving eyes
write on, write on, write on
My friend, write on.
And though the dreams turn all awry
Find solace in the words that pour
and may your ink it never dry xx
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