Wilma Neels Poet Free verse

'kindred Flights'

tear stains like tire marks, 
or finger prints 
can leave their mark

buckle up or buckled under 
you still have a choice in life 
fleeting moments
distant smiles 

can warm a heart 
can start a halted love 
the moments in between 
can take us to the depths of love unseen

kindred flights on baseless journeys 
never gave you an end point 
it only helped with the in between 
before you reached your destiny

©240120121350

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David Byrne February 4, 2012 at 10:04 PM love the conflict in this!

Harry Horsman February 3, 2012 at 10:08 AM Before you reach your destiny, Wilma, i know truly one thing, you are giving us here on soup, heaps of joy with your wonderful poems.thanks for your care about my eyes, harry

Poet Destroyer A January 27, 2012 at 12:00 AM wow! You weren't kidding you have not been on as much.. I see your last poem before this one was posted on the 12... nice to see this one... very warm feeling and gifted..... Enjoyed stopping by tonight, have yourself a wonderful Friday! ;-) always,..pd

Linda-Marie Sweetheart January 26, 2012 at 1:29 PM thankxx for the vote of confidence Wilma on my entry for Nikko.. it WAS a challenge.. now these lovely lines of your free verse are so overwhelmingly breathtaking my friend.. expression beyond compare.. good luck if for any contest my friend..luv..

Kabuteng P.Ink K. January 26, 2012 at 10:45 AM This is such a stirring write for me, Missy and one can take this in so many levels-- so many wonderful lines, it's hard for me to choose a favorite stanza! Wonderful writing here! and I hope your day's been good and that you've been behaving ;) mwahugs!! :D

Elizabeth Wesley January 25, 2012 at 7:07 PM It's the "in between" that makes me hold my breath. Nice verse you have penned Wilma; destiny sometimes has surprises for us don't you think?

Jack Horne January 25, 2012 at 12:43 PM Beautiful and deep write, Wilma. Great to see you posting again : ) lfde

Andrea Dietrich January 24, 2012 at 11:35 PM what an interesting analogy poem this is, Wilma. I really liked the last stanza where you talked about the "in between" Good to see this new poem from you here tonight!

Sara Kendrick January 24, 2012 at 4:07 PM Enjoyed reading this one..Creative work indeed..Had an aunt that always said that absence made the heart grow fonder..If for a contest, winning material for sure..Sara

Anne-Lise Andresen January 24, 2012 at 3:34 PM A poem from a heart,lovely Wilma. - oxox love Anne-Lise

Carolyn Devonshire January 24, 2012 at 2:10 PM Welcome back, Wilma. I love the line about "buckle up or buckle under." We carry our tear stains along life's journey. They are reminders of what has happened in the past, but they can't predict the future. There is always hope for better days. Beautiful poem, my friend. Love, Carolyn

Lizanne Scholtz January 24, 2012 at 1:15 PM enjoyed your good work Wilma, Elizabeth

David Williams January 24, 2012 at 7:19 AM Wilma, I like, we know where your destiny lies, right here...David

Kash Poet January 24, 2012 at 6:21 AM An insightful write here Wilma.Enjoyed the read.