Their Overdue Kind
Trying to find
sweeter emotions
healing words
loving thoughts
warm devotions
but
caught up in
a twisted world
of darkness
they rush away
with wintry winds
they laugh
they mock
my heart rescinds.
Their return
eventual
their return
inevitable
assured
so I yearn
for their impressions
to reflect in the
lake of my being
mirrors for
introspection
deliverance
their freeing.
Until then I will
contemplate
sit in silent wonder
strike a pose
of stillness
of solitude
and wander the
corners of my
mind
preparing
for their overdue
kind.
(click picture for Angst & Anger)
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