Meg Anderson Poet Ballad

Whispers

Whispers

The light whispers gently graze my neck...
My body shivers at the touch. ..
I quickly turn around but he is gone....
Gone with the wind...

I pace for grace all around but no where to be found...

Oh where could he be?
I tire after awhile. 
This cat and mouse game...
Is it a fable or am I not able?

I pace for grace all around but no where to be found...

Lost about I want to shout...
Did I glimpse the fingerprints?
Impaired by my sight I must take flight...

I pace for grace all around but no where to be found...

Left in the shadows, oh how I cower...
My imagination is wild the images are defiled...
A test of faith but am I too late?

I pace for grace all around... but no where to be found...

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Michelle Mac Donald December 19, 2014 at 12:44 PM Ah, still no crumby cookies.:) I don't think you'll find grace, for it has already found you! It sat on your shoulder, slid over and has imbedded itself in your heart.:) Love the format of this piece, intrigued then overwhelmed by your thoughts. A beautiful write, Meg! Keep well, Mikki Meg Anderson December 19, 2014 at 1:57 PM Mikki you are too funny! Thank you for taking the time too read my poems in between the cookies! Yes this one of my favorites! Meg