I begin to write- Five words
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With my pen poised- I begin to write you a poem,
Oh, words and thoughts are whirling in my head;
And from deep, deep WITHIN the floodgate is open,
The blood drips and the bleeding words spread;
With my pen poised- I begin to write you a poem.
All my saddest, emotions and sorrows- I give to you,
Oh, please will your carry my burden for awhile;
I am in THAT cemetery walking under a sky so blue,
Then, I am a girl standing alone in a church aisle;
All my saddest, emotions and sorrows- I give to you.
My beloved- are just names engraved in cold stone,
Oh, mom I wish you were here to hug this girl;
Will you be my FRIEND and hold my hand as I moan,
And from this sorrow beauty will whirl and twirl;
My beloved- are just names engraved in cold stone.
And I write over and over again- my dreadful pain,
Oh, the sorrow and grief is etched in words I write;
I put my poem in a CONTEST and wait to be slain,
But sometimes, with great joy, I see a bright light;
And I write over and over again- my dreadful pain.
When I am held high in the light- I know pride,
Oh, and when my words are lost, I weep alone;
The bleeding stops and into SOLITUDE again I glide,
And I let my grief rest and the pain has flown;
When I am held high in the light- I know pride.
May 27, 2016
Poetry/Rhyme/I begin to write- Five Words
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Inspiration, five of my poems:
and that comes from within
All That I Am
death of a friend
silence sweet solitude
Written for the contest, Five Word Challenge
sponsor, Timothy Hicks
Copyright © Constance La France | Year Posted 2016
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