Charlene Wilcox Poet Blank verse

Risen

The River flows to Your Oceans...
                              The Mountains risen without Notion.
                               The Sunlight in My Eyes';burning...
                                The Ground motionless;not turning.
                                  I walk,I stand,I sit,and still...
                             I can capture A bird flying at will. 
                                  I hear You;but You can't hear Me no longer...
                              The moon still out by light;imprisoned.
                           Then at that Moment.I too become Risen.

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Liam Mcdaid October 10, 2014 at 1:15 PM almost in waves beautifully painted ptcture charlene Charlene Wilcox October 10, 2014 at 8:11 PM Hi Liam,So sorry friend...I have had a very busy time of things.I did not really get a chance to write any new material.When I catch up on My House-work and cooking agendas,etc Hopefully I will get a chance to read more of Your poems and material...You are very missed with Many Other New Friends....Your Friend Char

Brenda Meier-Hans September 26, 2014 at 7:49 PM Congratulations on your HM Charlene. Very beautiful poem. Charlene Wilcox September 26, 2014 at 9:32 PM Brenda ty For Your comment...Did I get an Honorable Mention Somewhere????