Patricia Cresswell Poet Free verse

Whispers

whispers

sweet gentle being
tread soft as eider down
upon this weary heart.

search quietly
for nests of love
between the cracks
of ancient pain.

perhaps, one phoenix flame
exists among the ruins.

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Linda Alice Fowler November 2, 2021 at 11:23 AM I enjoyed this very much Patricia. Love the "phoenix flame". :) Linda

Maureen McGreavy Pigeon Tart August 4, 2017 at 9:38 AM A deep and delicate pen :)

Demetrios Trifiatis August 4, 2017 at 1:48 AM Superbly written dear, Patricia! Patricia Cresswell August 4, 2017 at 1:52 AM Thank you Demetrios. You are very kind to have read my poem and commented.