Cecil Hickman Poet Acrostic

Release Me (Acrostic)

Release the victory of my heart; I seek the most.
Evaluate my soul’s contentment, so secured.
Let me live the life I was destined to breath.
Examine my mind the dreams are lying round.
Attack the entity that inhabits my personality.
Seal my trepidation; release my equanimity.
Examine my fantasy; allow its reality out.

Mine is a battle, inconceivable within this time.
Evangelical intervention, I wait for my genesis.

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Hgarvey Daniel Esquire March 23, 2009 at 10:10 PM Dear Cecil, Very revealing of YOUR Soul's Disires Excellent Acrostic Thank-YOU for YOUR comment on "Carolyn" I speak the Truth ALWAYS...HG

Diane Christian March 21, 2009 at 8:48 AM this is a great poem cecil, the release will come, Nothing is impossible with God, he released me I still get battles from the enemy but I fight the good fight by standing on gods' word and stand in my faith, that genesis will come, waiting can be the hardest part but sunshine always follows the rain, our faith strengthens as we wait upon the Lord to answer , hanks for your feed back on my poetry God bless you from diane

Sharon Winter March 21, 2009 at 6:54 AM Revealing and powerful. Such an excellent Acrostic. We all have our inner battles, so do not feel alone. Love, Shar

Arany P. March 21, 2009 at 5:29 AM i feel you... Cecil!! i have been there.. felt pain.. worried most days... but then one day i released it too... and now i know the ending to this write... ~ Arany

Lucinda Bulger March 20, 2009 at 9:57 PM beautiful... when one waits, it is a beauty that God sees. Truly a nice write. You are sweet, very nice I can tell... beware for the wolves in sheep's clothing round here... Truly, I ask you not take every word as truth in this place at the soup, could mean trouble. I have been there. Much love and blessings to you child, Lucinda

Carolyn Devonshire March 20, 2009 at 8:26 PM Truly compelling, Cecil. I'm glad to see you are posting new poetry! One would think you are a tormented soul after reading this awesome poem, but I know the tenderness that lies in your heart. Perhaps you only need to "release" yourself? Love you, Carolyn