Get Your Premium Membership

She Was a Poem

Trapped in the room Her heart was travelling To the utmost edge of the world Following the stars While she was painting And writing poems Genuine, shy, sweet poems Pursuing essential Truth and beauty And she was a poem too

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

Date: 1/7/2013 2:54:00 AM
awesome write, love it , and she was a poem too ;} thank you for reading my " Mommie" poem. Have a blessed New Year ;}
Login to Reply
Date: 10/2/2012 11:12:00 PM
Perhaps what she was pursuing was right there in the room with her tools and heart Vesna - I like your name - a woman worth knowing - ' Her heart was traveling..." this is great expression - J.A.B. %
Login to Reply
Date: 10/2/2012 1:43:00 PM
Great approach to this one..Enjoyed reading this afternoon..Thanks for stopping by with you kind review..SAra
Login to Reply
Date: 9/22/2012 1:54:00 AM
love how the last line kinda sets the tone for the ideal in mind
Login to Reply
Date: 9/20/2012 1:32:00 PM
nice poem,,,, like the way it flows,,,,, and thank you for reading my PEARL,,,you have a blessed day Vesna ;}
Login to Reply

Book: Shattered Sighs