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Debbie Mcgill Poem
Time drifts by with waves of undertow...
Standing on the abyss teetering to and fro
Fate determines left or right
Back or forth
Front or Center
Stepping to the precipice without wonder
Dreams evaporated into thin air
A mere marionette dictated by the winds of fate
No more the captain of my ship
No more filled with exuberance
Allowing the winds of chance to charter my course
Fear of leaving the shore
Allowing the winds of chance to dictate my steps
Oh hollow being inside calling all the shots
Where have you gone my strong will
Has life taken the will away
Have I allowed it to be so
Can the winds of fate be truly challenged
In youth I knew it to be so...
Now overwhelm takes it toll
Dictates of the past not indicative of the future
Whisps of change no longer welcomed
Plant my feet firmly on this hollowed ground.
Winds of fate be damned
I will not bend
Perhaps in the end there is no choice
I knee down holding tightly to what was
Afraid of what can become.
Oh winds take me into thy vortex
Spin me around to a new beginning.
Take all the pain evaporate it into mist upon the sea..
Let me fly like a bird freely of disease.
Let me dance in fields full of daffodils swaying limber,free, and smiling..
Transport me to my former being
For all my will have failed
All my inner strength evaporated into nothingness
All hopes and dreams in the past.
Give me a glimmer of hope
Inspire me to be a fraction of my former self
Let me live away from pain.
Carry me to the horizon of peace, joy, and homeostaticness
Oh deep night let me rest in peace.
Let me dance freely.
If only for brief moments.
Copyright © Debbie Mcgill | Year Posted 2016
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Debbie Mcgill Poem
I tuck my head under the wrapping of grey facing away from the frothy sea.
Oh how I ponder the loss of the dance.
Who came and robbed me of my rhythm.
I know the steps , the beat, the music, the loss of rhythm ever so present.
The music is silenced .
The beat not beating,
How shall I endure the loss.
What will make it all better.
My love of the dance is still within the confines of my mind.
My body now refuses to move to the melodious sounds.
My body has betrayed me.
There is no hope for the dance.
Then I close my eyes while the sea mist embraces me.
Oh love dear love you are still alive within the confines of my mind.
One step two steps I am dancing once again,
My journey is to a new music.
A music within my heart.
I smile as the sun sets over the horizon.
Another day.... another dance... slower... less encompassing, but, I smile...
The ol; gal still has the moves.... in the confines of her mind..
Dance little ol lady dance... This is your final hour..
Embrace the journey... today ... beating to a different drummer.
Oh smile, little lady at least you can move to the grove of the sunset.
The sun goes down... I sit down tired from dancing in the wild wind of life
The wind sustained me. The brisk breeze held me up while I celebrated life in the grey lane.
Copyright © Debbie Mcgill | Year Posted 2016
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