Even Flow Poet Rhyme

The Fear In Loud Voices

I hear the fear in loud voices.
I know that good things can come from bad choices.
I see the love that lies behind the hurting,
the connectedness we feel in the parting.
The breathing, the stillness,
the healing way illness 
makes sense of it all.

I've cried sad tears at life's perfection
and everywhere I go I see reflections.
I've found what's real in my delusion.
I've grown peace of mind from my confusion.
I've found a reason for living
and I know that giving 
makes sense of it all.

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Seren Roberts January 29, 2013 at 1:52 AM very nice Even flow, enjoyed reading your poem ....Seren

Shaz Cheesman January 26, 2013 at 7:04 AM Your poem has insight that sees beyond the shallow surface that ppl give off to others in this world. You hit the nail dead centre with your words here......I know this because I live some of your lines. Very interesting poem - Shaz

Heather Ober January 25, 2013 at 2:39 PM "The healing way illness makes sense of it all" - This really resonates with me. Life is sneaky that way, throwing the good in with the bad. Sometimes you really have to look for it, but it's there. You are an observer - it really comes across in your poetry.

Debbie Guzzi January 19, 2013 at 2:21 PM Yes it is so true being able to give is a gift! Light & Love