Sandra Adams Poet Rhyme

Sowing a Seed To Make Me Bleed

does a church bell still toll upon your soul
in death your need to succeed impede greed
has shame found your name through the pain i bleed
as you watch the heart you stole become whole
the seed you sown now grown ink her mind's screed

can you feel the fraught in my every thought
as tears rain down in drops of crimson pain
my blood scribes of eyes taut not of love sought 
as my voice screams your name again in vain
yet i cannot undo what you have wrought
time does not alter a memories' reign

January 28, 2020

Sowing a seed to make me bleed

♡Like0

Share Poem

---

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Charles Messina February 26, 2020 at 5:36 AM Excellent write, Sandy. Congrats on your win! Hugs Charlie Sandra Adams February 26, 2020 at 6:51 PM Thank you so much Charlie... hugs

Cecilia Macfarlane February 25, 2020 at 6:50 PM Love the flow of this amazing write. Congrats on your win. Hugs Sandra Adams February 25, 2020 at 8:56 PM Thank you so much Cecilia... hugs

Paula Goldsmith February 24, 2020 at 11:03 AM Congratulations on your win. WOW!!!! You did another great write. Have a wonderful day....... Sandra Adams February 24, 2020 at 11:21 AM Thank you so much Paula... your kind words brought a smile...I hope you enjoy your day as well... hugs

Chris Green February 24, 2020 at 8:23 AM Now this beauty ended up exactly where it belonged. Bravo my sweet friend on your finish in the contest Sandra Adams February 24, 2020 at 11:21 AM Thank you Chris...I appreciate all the kind words you leave on my poems... hugs

Beautiful Scars February 23, 2020 at 10:50 AM so deep! what i love... loved every words sweet lady. May you be blessed...Thank you for your participation and congratulations on your placement. X:-) Sandra Adams February 23, 2020 at 8:00 PM Thank you so much my lovely friend...I was hoping you wouls enjoy this one... hugs

Ann Foster January 29, 2020 at 7:35 PM Wow... My friend. Rest in the garden of forgiveness. The water there only moves with the sound of music played far away...ever so lightly. As not to disturb the souls that gather. Well written and powerful. As always your ink is golden and runs hot and cold like ice and fire equally leveling the field ... Ann Sandra Adams January 29, 2020 at 8:22 PM thank you so much my friend... contest entry...it sparked the dark tones... hugs :)

Demetrios Trifiatis January 29, 2020 at 9:23 AM Deep too deep thoughts that answers cannot be easily given my dearest friend, Sandra. We can only believe or not believe something for the essence of reality surpasses the ability of our perception and knowledge. Therefore we are left with faith. If we doubt , simply we are lost. Hugs xxx Sandra Adams January 29, 2020 at 10:38 AM so true and wise are your thoughts ....i have faith that God needed me to suffer to be able to help others... this write was for a contest so it drudged up some darker deeper thoughts... hugs

Vijay Pandit January 29, 2020 at 7:43 AM You poem evokes melancholy as you create a story --posing questions that beg for answers --already found in memory lane, as you say. Your theme resonates, Sandy. Sandra Adams January 29, 2020 at 10:36 AM Thank you so much Vijay....i can always count on your for a kind comment upon my poems :) hugs

Chris Green January 29, 2020 at 7:07 AM The poet who says she cannot rhyme, does it again, time after time. : ) This was so cool Sandy, sad but beautiful and I agree with one below, this should be POTD. If this is for a contest, best wishes my friend. A big ~Sigh~ from me Sandra Adams January 29, 2020 at 10:34 AM lol...Thank you for the giggle...i struggled with this one...not just a little but a big struggle...it took me a whole day to write, well in between working hours that is...your comment brought a big ~smile~ to me... :) hugs

Gordon Mcconnell January 29, 2020 at 5:57 AM Such a beautiful penned piece Sandy filled with such emotions and great imagery. Blessings and hugs, Gordon Sandra Adams January 29, 2020 at 10:25 AM Thank you so much Gordon... blessings and hugs :)

Tom Cunningham January 29, 2020 at 5:56 AM Dark memories never erase from your mind Sandra, we store them until we die. Tom Sandra Adams January 29, 2020 at 10:25 AM so very true Tom... thank you for your kind words :) hugs

Anne-Lise Andresen January 29, 2020 at 4:35 AM - Memories of a love that bleeds ... the emptiness we feel is the heart's way of reminding you of someone you love ... a beautiful and heartbreaking poem, Sandra :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Sandra Adams January 29, 2020 at 10:24 AM Thank you so much Anne-Lise....your comments are always heartfelt... hugs

Jennifer Proxenos January 29, 2020 at 3:00 AM This should be POTD my friend, such talent and such a thought provoking write - I sincerely loved and faved it. Blessings and hugs, Sandy, Jenny. Sandra Adams January 29, 2020 at 10:23 AM Wow... thank you so much Jenny for the honor of a fave and your kind words... blessings and hugs Sandy