Inner Flight
I seek poetic inner flight,
to pen the beauty that I see.
My words may differ from my sight,
pulled from me emotionally.
To pen the beauty that I see,
needs but the closing of my eyes.
Pulled from me emotionally,
images of life realized.
Needs but the closing of my eyes,
salt in the wounds, responses cold.
Images of life realized,
I go deeper within the folds.
Salt in the wounds, responses cold,
as around me, my world decays.
I go deeper within the folds,
to keep poignant demons at bay.
As around me my world decays,
my words may differ, from my sight.
To keep poignant demons at bay,
I seek poetic inner flight.
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