Tim Smith Poet Free verse

My Mourning Dove

My mourning dove coo's 
and I soar 
encircling every wave 
every echo held peace 
in search of her call 

My eyes struggle to vent 
steam reaching her peak 
and I'm ready to scream 
as my thoughts embrace 
her wings setting us free 

Come to me my soulful mate 
delve into the depths off my right 
shelve yesterday's emptiness 
for well into the sunset we are full

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Akkina Downing September 5, 2017 at 6:59 PM Def another one I like :)

Michael Tor September 4, 2017 at 11:14 AM That mourning Dove will someday be by your side Tim when you least expect it. Heartfelt write reflecting on your yearning for true love. Very touching and emotional. Been their my friend.

Darren White September 3, 2017 at 12:30 PM I wish for you a morning dove my friend.

Jan Allison September 3, 2017 at 11:28 AM Hope you one day find that bird Tim and fly away together on the wings of love:-) :-) hugs jan xx

Vijay Pandit September 3, 2017 at 11:05 AM Another poem deep in thought, Tim! A call to morning dove!

Lin Lane September 3, 2017 at 10:44 AM I'm thinking you have the touch to turn your mourning dove into the dove who wakes with you each morning. Jan Allison September 3, 2017 at 11:24 AM nice thought Lin!:-) hugs jan xx