Poetry: Their Overdue Kind
Trying to find
sweeter emotions
healing words
loving thoughts
warm devotions
but
caught up in
a twisted world
of darkness
they rush away
with wintry winds
they laugh
they mock
my heart rescinds.
Their return
eventual
their return
inevitable
assured
So I yearn
for their impressions
to reflect in the
lake of my being
mirrors for
introspection
deliverance
their freeing.
Until then I will
contemplate
sit in
silent repose
strike a pose
of stillness
of solitude
and wander the
corners of my
mind
making preparations
for their overdue
kind.
I so understand this.. the mind has so many elements to it and it can take time to shift our focus…I feel the demons need a hearing though in order to lose their power. hope this comment makes some kind of sense :).
This explains my dark thoughts…. like you were looking into my head.
We are cosmically connected
Indeed.
😗😚😍😙
Those are your lips
Lovely poem as usual…
many thanks, as usual!
🙂
Do you have a twitter account Rob? Multiple folks retweeted this piece after I posted it.
really? yes I do. But I never use it. Twitter confuses me and I don’t know why lol
I had an account for three years before I ever started using it. I feel you! In any case, you post has legs today sir!
Mighty kind thank you!!
Powerful. I love reading your poetry! 🙂
Sync WP with twitter. Anyways I just tweeted this. It’s good.
Ok I forgot to do that thank you Yasmine!
Yeah. You do that Robbie.ciao
A very introspective evocative verse.
Really beautiful and deep. Breathing in the stillness.
You’re always so nice thank you!