Thursday, December 15, 2011

I want

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

11 comments:

  1. 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! :)

    http://magicinthebackyard.wordpress.com/2011/12/15/on-the-dock-where-summer-lied/

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  2. Absolutely beautiful write! I love this!
    http://charleslmashburn.wordpress.com/2011/12/14/a-thousand-candles/

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  3. I love the way your reflecting but doing it cautiously!

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  4. This is beautiful. What captured me was this -

    See roses, thorns and all.
    Forget promises dead
    And you to catch me when I fall.

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  5. My fave line: "I want your truth without a fight"

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  6. Hello.
    I hope all your wants are met.
    Penned beautifully.
    Thanks for sharing.

    For ref:
    Firebrand Of The Heart

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  7. This is well penned! I like the different artistic pictures that you painted with your words!

    Erick Flores

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