Roxanna Johnson Poet Blank verse

My Soul Beast

Please listen my soul beast.

Quiet your screams
Tuck in your wings
Your voice; it stings.

Soar high, watch my fear
Please land;
miles away from here.

Violin strings cut the tension
you stare.. I stare. We stare.
Your skin. 
gentle and fair.

Disadvantage to me;
Your heart still beating
your presence slowly fleeting
my thoughts stuck, repeating.  

Tender fingers fly 
adrenaline on high
my reason for living, the option to die.

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Richard Palmer May 27, 2012 at 5:48 PM sweet Roxanna Roxanna Johnson May 31, 2012 at 10:01 AM Thanks!

Poet Destroyer A May 27, 2012 at 3:34 PM Roxanna, imagination running wild... Repeating an everyday life, in a beasty way... With a strong option, of dying... Enjoyed your poem... Always~ linda Roxanna Johnson May 31, 2012 at 10:01 AM Thank you very much

Anne-Lise Andresen May 27, 2012 at 3:31 PM Is the death better than life? It is not always life bring what we want most, but tomorrow is a new day Roxanna.Your poem are very well written, well done. - oxox love from Anne-Lise Roxanna Johnson May 31, 2012 at 10:01 AM Good point. Thanks.