She wept softly at what her life had become
in her mouth held silently chained still and unused sat her tongue.
Truth stared into her eyes and said what do you want me to do?
Let me tell you a story and I'll ask again when I'm through.
I've known you for a while now and I've been waiting for your call.
It was when you cried out for a rescue that your chains began to fall
Sitting silent and in this cell, with her head down and eyes half closed
She decided she needed to look again and see the way Truth glowed.
She lifted up her head and tried to focus her eyes
Suddenly she saw Truth above all the mountain of lies.
She wasn't all alone as she had thought before
The truth had been there waiting for her like an open door.
All the years of lies ran – she heard them shrieking down the hall
The more she focused on the Truth, the more the lies got small.
The chains began to break, their hold could be no more
For Truth had it's vengeance and higher was his score.
She shifted on the bed as the tears continued to flow.
She thanked God for her freedom from the undertow.
Finally she made it to where she wanted to be
Finally, yes finally, she was free.
The Apple of my Eye
**Quintuple Acrostic**
Tempting me to steal her
Heart. I yearn for her much, yet not
Enough.
Ample
Positives, no glaring weaknesses.
Peaceful, charming, witty. I'm
Lusting for her
Embrace.
Olive skin, long toned
Fluorescent legs.
Mischievous with much influence I
Yearn for her much!!!
Enchantingly poetic, the
Yuppie of my dreams. I feel
Exploited by her charm
This thought inspired by Sara Kendrick....
Responding to her comment on my poem:
"Outside Her Window"
Jared Pickett
9/26/09
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