Skyy Allen Poet Free verse

Poetry, a Type of Honesty

Drowning in memories
Counting to eternity
Throwing wishes at the stars
Getting over unrequited scars
I'm afraid to let go
Walking in the snow
My path illuminated 
When my heart is situated 

Soul pulsing in the cold
Everything around me 
Begins to unfold
Running in a emerald lea 
Diving into pages of poetry 
On a quest to restart 
Giving into reality
Honesty becoming art
A type of poetry.

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Poet Destroyer A March 10, 2016 at 12:14 PM perfectly said. Love LINDA Skyy Allen July 22, 2016 at 12:26 PM Thanks LINDA!

Daniel Turner January 31, 2016 at 4:45 AM Really nice, you covered a bunch of us. Skyy Allen February 29, 2016 at 10:57 PM Thank you Daniel.

Jill Spagnola January 31, 2016 at 12:23 AM Skyy, this piece is just lovely! "My path illuminated...When my heart is situated", wise verse indeed. When my works and my goals align, I know I'm doing fine! Peace, jill Skyy Allen February 29, 2016 at 10:59 PM Thank you Jill. I appreciate the positive response.