Ernest Robles Poet Free verse

A Hundred Poems - Xxxi

There within that meadow
beneath that weeping willow
came to me, my love --
upon golden wings
and gossamer hair 

what separation held
dissolved unto bliss
my heart gently held
within angelic mist

there within that meadow
beneath that weepy willow
saw a rebirth of soul
and fear fled, sorrow too
and the willow cried
  "what soul once chained
-- NOW FREE!"

:: 04-03-2014 ::
Rev: 09-24-2017 ::

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Poet Destroyer A January 4, 2016 at 11:35 PM Hi, it's me again. Glad to read this poem, freeing what's been trapped. never lost, just imprisoned. LINDA

Poet Destroyer A January 4, 2016 at 11:33 PM Ernest, it is hard to reach out to everyone, However, once you start you will enjoy it. Thank you for the reply on my first comment to you. LOL< found on your first poem, not this one. Sending HUGS. ~LINDA~ Ernest Robles January 6, 2016 at 6:48 PM I will, I will. In time. Thank you so much. Peace and love <3