A Place Like None

I rise and fall like a fountain 
Sometimes I live, sometimes I die 
sometimes I soar above the mountain 
Sometimes I trade my laugh with sigh 

I once lived in this place for long 
Until my toil stole my time 
And with you all, I wrote my song 
Until my time refused to rhyme 

But here I come again like wave
I hope that this will run for good 
So tired of creeping in my cave 
I crave to be where I stood 

For in here, there's serenity 
Here are the eyes that see my shine 
Where flair is not obscenity 
And same minds give what's truly mine
Copyright © | Year Posted 2024

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Pickett Avatar
October 30, 2024 at 4:47 AM
Poetry has a way to cleanse the soul and bring sorrow to light so it can be dissected by others. It can bring so much joy to the composer while giving the audience an escape, if only for a short while. I rather enjoyed this beauty early in the A.M. with my cup of joe.. Asavvy1
Roger  Avatar
November 7, 2024 at 6:02 AM
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