Wordsmith (for Karen)
For distraction I often turn to writing 'free-range & free -flow' poetry. A great U.K. mentor has once called me a wordsmith. I dream someday they will be published. Enjoy. 🙄 Cleansing rain Tears of gods Washing earth Tending life Feed on love Being alive ~A.R. Bright eyed beauty Legs longer than any song Whisps of hair falling Depth of heart Shining through Soul so free Let her be ~A.R. They say she writes Her darkness out Yet have not met Her inner light Words sing A prose of life Lived and left Felt by all ~A.R. She will not live Without air There is no breathe To take No pretending No fake A reality Journey Twisted Burning embers A night burnt away Candle both ends The center glow Is fading Sleep I beg Please take me Standing alone A rock in the middle Surrounded by rough sea No hold to have Slippery stone Hope for rescue Lost in the tides ~A.R. With dark Demons release Terrorized mind Ever spinning Running mind T