What am I? I'm changing to.... - 01 May 2006




Freedom.

Requiem to my sorrow

Tells me to belong

With the campfire,

With the green grass,

With the circle of holding hands.

Belong with wind,

And the sounds of time.

 

Meditate with her

Whispers with the breeze.

It’s gone to my head,

My aura has changed.

 

Slept into death,

Another kiss,

I put down my fists,

And decide what’s best.

 

What am I?





Poetry by John Ashleigh
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Written on 2006-05-01 at 18:59

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Nils Teodor The PoetBay support member heart!
Well written
And the last question
"What am I?"
is a question with great power
it can turn the attention
towards the source
of attention
and thereby liberate
2010-12-02


Evelyn
Very good!:) You express yourself very well..:) You`re good at this...*
2006-08-07


Zoya Zaidi
John, John, John!
Is my little brother in love, or is it my imagination playing up with me?
I am on tanter hooks, tell me!
This cat is gonna die of curiosity,
Very soon, my friend, very soon!
Tell me what is going on with thee?

((((Come back hugs from me)))))

Oops! forgot to say:
An excellent poem my daer,
you have eased up your style as well,
if you know what I mean?

Love, xxx, Zoya
2006-05-01