Emily Dickinson – Cento
Me from Myself – to banish –
I’m Nobody! Who are you?
There is a pain – so utter
Time never did assuage
The Soul has Bandaged moments
Of Course – I prayed
Because Escape – is done-
The soul has moments of Escape –
To justify the Dream –
I took my Power in my Hand -
Creator – Shall I – bloom?
I thought if I could only Live
Somewhere – in Silence –
I dwell in Possibility –
The Impotence to Tell –
Exhilaration – is within –
Me from Myself – to banish –
I’m Nobody! Who are You?
KRose
July 30, 2015
Jul 30, 2015
Jul 30, 2015 at 6:58 PM UTC
Emily Dickinson – Cento
Me from Myself – to banish –
I’m Nobody! Who are you?
There is a pain – so utter
Time never did assuage
The Soul has Bandaged moments
Of Course – I prayed
Because Escape – is done-
The soul has moments of Escape –
To justify the Dream –
I took my Power in my Hand -
Creator – Shall I – bloom?
I thought if I could only Live
Somewhere – in Silence –
I dwell in Possibility –
The Impotence to Tell –
Exhilaration – is within –
Me from Myself – to banish –
I’m Nobody! Who are You?
KRose
July 30, 2015
Something fun to do with your favorite poets
