Whispers On the Wind
Honesty’s idle breeze
gently blows whispers
into my blemished heart,
tarnished by metaphors
that hovered above
cloud-covered skies
in search of clarity
upon zephyrs of truth.
Malicious chatter
stirs ill-conceived winds
that rage internally
as sorrowful tempests
squall within my mind
until honesty’s idle breeze
whispers gently again.
Copyright © Crissieteen Woodham | Year Posted 2009
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