The Safer Places
Simple words cannot accurately explain the places I wish to describe..
The same structures that build havens cannot be used to enhance the comprehension of a stranger.
Whether many leaves of them bound together, or just a few that you see electronically.
Whether spoken plainly, told to the young from the old, or accompanied by a harmonious tone.
The safest places in this dark, broken world, aren't even made of brick or stone.
They lie inside the complexity of the mind,
Each new adventure just wrapped in the sands of time.
Many have already discovered these havens while others are fooled by the many disguised hells...
All it takes is a word, a note.
Our sadness dispersed, our minds immersed in a world which we wish was our own.
A melancholy melody, a joyful groove, anything to match or shift your mood.
A simple rhyme to pass the time,
The first pages of book that get you hooked,
The message of a song that makes you sing along.
A pleasure like no other, one you are waiting to discover.
Such as PoetrySoup for the soul :)
Copyright © Abby Fauteux | Year Posted 2016
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