tears
overwhelming
pain
memories
that
won’t go away
memories
keep circling
‘round
and ‘round
the
body
remembers
the
pain
tears
falling
freely
slowly,
at
first,
then
building
into a
O!!!
D
g
N
r
E
o
C
w s
I e
N r
G c
B-U-R-S-T-I-N-G
the
tension
and fears,
with
gut-wrenching sobs
and more
and more
tears
a shake
and
a tremble
feeling
t i r e d
worn out
and
d e p l e t e d
shaken
and
spent
t
h
e
n
with
each
tiny
breath
comes a
new sense
of
peace
and
r
e
s
t
for the
soul
of the
one
who
takes
a
breath
and
breathes
in
the
breath of
new life
deeply
into
their soul,
knowing
they
are
still
ALIVE,
living and
whole,
believing
there
truly is
a
NEW
DAY
COMING!!
Precious Linda, c. 2013
Here's something new... a form of visual poetry... for my posting for April 5th!
I like the form, but I do wonder how many sheet of paper it would take to print it.
ReplyDeleteOn April 6, 2013, I wrote:
ReplyDeleteHa ha ha!! Perhaps it's the architectural HIGH-RISE form of poetry! I guess you would need the old, perforated, fan-folded, printer paper to print it out as one, tall poem! (smile!)