Tim Smith Poet Rhyme

Out of Reach

Clouds condemn the sky line   
fear has taken root   
Im drowning in the vineyards   
but can't see thru the soot   

these grounds have become uneven   
there doesn't seem to be anyone around   
come harbour these rains before me   
before they wash me six feet down   

I beg for your sun to save me   
as you tiptoe upon your beach   
if I hold my hand out here for you   
would it still be out of reach

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Arthur Vaso July 16, 2018 at 11:23 PM I well written poem, about a nation with only one knee! :)

Charmaine Chircop July 16, 2018 at 7:09 PM So great to read your love poems again Tim...I love the sense of longing..and the willingness of reaching out...even the waiting...Beautiful.

Andrea Dietrich July 15, 2018 at 5:56 PM Awesome writing, Tim. It's so good to see you posting lots of poems again.

FJ Thomas July 15, 2018 at 3:33 PM How beautifully solemn Tim. Your words always reach the heart :)

Heidi Sands July 14, 2018 at 4:40 PM Very well expressed, I can deeply feel your words written :)

Emile Pinet July 14, 2018 at 4:16 PM I am captured by the images so skillfully developed by the author and the passion of the words move me. This is a deep piece and it struggles with the feeling of helplessness and uncertainty. Emile.

Brandy Nicole July 14, 2018 at 2:09 PM Anyone wanting to be found, is never out reach. Drowning in love, begging for such warmth. This is so beautiful and romantic. Your thoughts are simply breathtaking. ~ Brandy

Casarah Nance July 14, 2018 at 2:03 PM such a poetic cry for reaching out.

Charlie Smith July 14, 2018 at 11:32 AM Hope sustains, well done Tim...