I want to be alone in a field of poppies,
Nurse, again, a newborn baby,
Forget I’ve
Ever seen a morning glory
And grasp the meaning of maybe.
I want to die in your arms but not tonight.
I want your truth without a fight.
I want no fantasy
but when I wish on a star
I ask that my pleas would need not
travel so far.
I need open space which feels not cold
And when discerning truth,
Wisdom to be bold.
I want to feel the flesh of heart,
See roses, thorns and all.
Forget promises dead
And you to catch me when I fall.
I want to be alone in a field of poppies,
Nurse again, a newborn love
I want to forget the words to our story
And hear instead from what resides above.
Poetry Palace
ohhhh i love this! it's soft but fierce all the same! nice penning! this is my first visit here, glad I found you. Happy rally! :)
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Absolutely beautiful write! I love this!
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I love the way your reflecting but doing it cautiously!
ReplyDeleteThis is beautiful. What captured me was this -
ReplyDeleteSee roses, thorns and all.
Forget promises dead
And you to catch me when I fall.
powerful expression, wow.
ReplyDeleteelegant writing.
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ReplyDeleteZQ
My fave line: "I want your truth without a fight"
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ReplyDeleteI hope all your wants are met.
Penned beautifully.
Thanks for sharing.
For ref:
Firebrand Of The Heart
This is well penned! I like the different artistic pictures that you painted with your words!
ReplyDeleteErick Flores
beautiful beautiful words....
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