Beth Bresnahan Poet Free verse

Untitled 1-11-2014

And here I sit, 
In tears yet again
Wishing I could let it all out

Emotions ready to spill
In salt laden streams
While in my head I shout

Old wounds are opened
And new ones are made
Each time I mull over the past

Strong is my will 
As I duck tape the cracks
Not knowing how long it will last 

When there is no other fix
The dam will burst forth 
And a river of tears I will cry

My soul misses that touch
Of soft fingers and lips 
Never felt but for in the minds eye

There is really no end
To the yearning I feel
So I'll accept what I must face 

In my dream you will stay
Till fate brings you to me 
To rest in my loving embrace

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Poet Destroyer A April 8, 2016 at 2:00 AM Beth Bresnahan, you've expressed yourself well, I enjoyed your poem. ~LINDA~

Skat A July 4, 2015 at 12:48 AM Beth, stumbled across this poem. Thanks for sharing. Have yourself a safe and Happy 4th of July.... Love SKAT

Nocturnal Poet February 5, 2014 at 11:55 AM OH REALLY IT'S BEAUTIFUL I JUST LOVED THIS PIECE OF YOURS........

Agnes Bugeja February 3, 2014 at 2:33 AM Beth I can feel you completely in this....Well said...Beautiful

Fayaz Bhat February 1, 2014 at 12:36 AM Beautiful!

Joe Flach January 13, 2014 at 4:43 PM Wow, Beth - I feel the torment and longing in this verse. Nicely written. Just as an aside - it is "duct" tape. I hope you don't mind the suggestion. Thanks for sharing and good luck with your poetry. Joe