Heather Crismond Poet Acrostic

Life's Mysteries

Love needs to rule the world but it doesn't
I dreamt of my enemies drawing near
Focus on past shades knowing I shouldn't
Exhausted from all roads that remain unclear
Silence is deafening inside my head

Music will soothe the pain and make me strong
Youth now rules where wisdom should in it's stead
Status is found in a commercial song
Twisting, turning our world goes round the sun
Existing in this truth that we all share
Reveal the answer to this conundrum
If this world is mine? What sin shall you bare?
Each of us must stand as sister's and brother
Sacred is all life equal to each other

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Steve Crismond December 31, 2020 at 8:07 AM Hello, this is a great poem. You referenced music alot. Do you play an insrtument? Hiss, Boom, pow, I see your favorite literary vehicle is onomatopoeia. I have a question, am I a grandfather? Heather Crismond December 31, 2020 at 10:14 AM No I don't, my daughter Rain plays anything with strings. Music is life it''s everywhere. Unfortunately, not enough people slow down enough to hear it. You also have a grandson Frank, but everyone calls him Toncsi pronounced Tôn/che. Its hungarian. Their father is from there, he received the nickname when we visited as a baby.