Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Collection plate

The riches I've collected
in my years life purse
pocket butterfly net
could be whispers
words wordly goods

they persuade the senses
to believe cry love
scream smile live
out loud so everyone
can see hear taste

touch the bitter tears
the sweet honey
laughter the warm
embrace of your gaze
arms soft breath in
my ear

4 comments:

  1. Great read. The melodic cadence, the vivid word choices. Different, and I like it.
    Here's mine:
    http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2011/03/30/illicit-thrill/

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  2. There is so much depth in the words here. Very pretty poem.

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  3. I like the depth this presents. I did have trouble reading it on the background of your blog.

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