Awake before the sunrise
Peachy orange peeks from over my neighbors house
The neighbor who… well, never mind. These days I
Especially need to make room for forgiveness.
There is a tall power pole
Staring at me
An iris in the center of the eyeball made up
By that neighbor’s home and a big, overgrown
Linden tree
It looks suspicious
Or perhaps that is the reflection
Of my iris as I stare into this morning
Unsure, frightened and returned to
Childhood without those familiar
Surroundings… there are no swings
At Carteret Park, no tiny bathroom with
Dingy shell wallpaper, no wood stairs to scamper
Down or slide down or tip toe down when
I don’t want to be found exploring while
Everyone else sleeps.
It’s funny not ha ha how
Adulthood and cancer leave
Me feeling
So alone
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Oh this is so... It pulled me through and in. I felt... It was... Beautiful. Thank you for sharing your heart.
Peace to you my friend,
Morgan
Posted by: Morgan Dragonwillow | September 17, 2012 at 10:29 AM
love this poem it make my heart lonely and it's beautiful.
Posted by: AnnieSoulFire | October 08, 2012 at 04:22 PM
This is one of those right before surgery poems. I was so frightened and so grateful I am through with it now!
Posted by: Julie Jordan Scott | October 08, 2012 at 04:30 PM
It is fascinating how you managed to totally unfold the subject that you have selected for this particular blog entry of yours. BTW did you turn to some alike blog posts as a source of information to fulfill the entire picture which you have published in your entry?
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