As It Appears
It may appear
that I've lost my writing edge,
less poems expressed here
on display opening my heart and tears;
but surely, you must know
my words do flow
along some journal lines
releasing the feelings and emotions I find
harder to express and reveal
along with the poetry soup's appeal
incapable to openly portray
the visionary images that slip away.
Oh, for lack of inspiration to sweep
the cobwebs of old age as it creeps,
nearing eighty now
strength and enlightenment disemboweled,
if only, time was on my side
this inner self
might no longer hide
in the spaces my soul denies,
as it appears.
Copyright © DM Babbit | Year Posted 2024
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