Soulfire Poet Free verse

Music Lesson

Dad, 

I want to break you out of here—
commandeer the ludicrous 
toddler-pink wheelchair 

and roll you over the salt-sprayed hills
where Camas choirs sing out indigo

hues, beneath your opus scribed
upon the dawning crimson blaze 
you crave . . . like air

each laboured breath  
a decrescendo 
from this eighth-floor window

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Kyle Kriticos August 19, 2011 at 11:27 PM This is one of the most powerful poems I have ever read.

Cory Long August 19, 2011 at 10:18 PM this was awesome nicely penned.. congrats on your poem being featured this week. cory

Nancy Jones August 17, 2011 at 12:14 AM beautiful tribute.. and much more!

Connie Marcum Wong August 16, 2011 at 11:06 PM A very creative well written piece, filled with feeling and depth of compassion. You write wonderfully.

Amy Green August 16, 2011 at 10:07 PM Wow...amazing depth and vision. This poem awed me.

Janette Fisher August 16, 2011 at 1:05 PM Many congrats on your featured poem. Regards Janette

Carol Sunshine Brown August 15, 2011 at 9:00 AM Soulfire, your poem is so telling of your love for your ailing father. Congratulations on having this poem featured this week. Love, Carol

Linda-Marie Sweetheart August 14, 2011 at 11:38 PM Congrats Soulfire on your featured poem this week on PS.. wonderful write to share luv..

Elaine George April 27, 2011 at 4:33 PM Dear Jen, My dad was in poor health for the last several years of his life, and I too used to break him out of his confinments every chance I got. I have so much to tell you. Elaine

Francine Roberts April 9, 2011 at 7:15 PM great descriptiveness in such a short verse, well penned