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A poem you say               that's what you need?                       Indigo ink                       forced out                          I bleed                   I feel this need              on a Poet's paper chest                     I am writing                  It's spewing out               composing it now                  showing me how       pounding sound upon my eardrums                    in a constant,            reverberating hummmmm                     I cup my ears       in every moment that I breathe     my lungs are cloaked in darkness                             sheathed                    I am suffocating       As generations they are turned to dust                      consumed by guilt                               and fear                               and lust           in poetry my hearts been ******                into the darkness I return                            and wait       Shattered glass in empty hallways        Darkened Moon hangs in the sky                      streaked in ink                    it hangs upon us            tender questions asking why            looking at the flooded sky                        I am asking           Steering failure words we say          In your wisdom words we pray          Shine your light on us this day                         I surrender        As Human Blindness overflows          and leveyed waters at my toes       I want to swim in glistening wet                  and clean from life                        the sins and                               sweat          tamper sad and past regrets                         I am forgiven         as rain pours down so fast outside            I hear my people's voices cry                  and I am listening       There's so much more left here to say                 please hear my voice                         to all I pray          as raining tears come out to play                        I hear you                    Pain comes down                      lightning fears                    flashing thunder                      inside.... I peer      inside the torn, dogeared and forgotten                   burning pages of our minds         and ticking past the hands of time           as rain comes down in buckets                          I am drowning         Inside I think I'll find the truth       with wisdom of my years and youth             measuring all that I hear           in time I hope all things be clear                   are you listening too?      wisdom falls from those who departed                     my soul and spirit                      duly outsmarted                      chains released         in lands my soul it goes  uncharted                            I am free                        Found the vein                    that caused that pain                and severed it's ugly head                  releasing all its beauty                 and have laid it in a bed                          It haunts me                        I am dreaming                           So as you read                      just know I bleed                  a poets blood like you                   Our lives ...our hopes ..                     our broken truths                        I am learning                        Into yearning                honesty it pains my ears          released in me my greatest fears           in everything this sound is real               .....      I am found.           Something  that we all must do                      plunging knife                     this truth is true              Telluric veins cascading red          reflection of what mirrors said                           I see and I am blinded                                                      A poetic plight                          taken flight                              my truth                             your truth                             our truth                         the Same Truth                             and now                         I  understand                      I'd never dare                   to share or care            unless inside poetic minds         unbroken by the hands of time                       I am writing         This crimson river ever flowing        our knowledge  we are ever knowing                has breached the banks                    filled up this tank                             I am full        Pouring drifting seas and oceans      Crashing rocks and bottle broken                resting on a poet island                      I am breathing         I see my hand it waves saluting the arrival of  sun ...it has begun,     as pain becomes a river of our sins                      and sacrifices             victories and the costly prices             outside it rains again today          I am drenched in clean waters                    I am soaked in love        And thanking all this gift above                            Hearing my Poetic Plight       say thank you for this inner light                 awakened as my heart              on angels wings takes flight        Releasing all its Inner brightness on the heady winds of shadows darkness                       slow encroaching                    stabbed by daggers          evil, jealous angry poaching                           I am bare          What is taken from the pages         Gifts from those imparted sages         written with a hand enlightened                Penning ...trembling                       awake and                         frightened                       I am hoping                       I am whole                grateful to be home. Cherie Nolan © 2016
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Jun 5, 2016
Jun 5, 2016 at 12:32 PM UTC
"My Poetic Plight"
A poem you say               that's what you need?                       Indigo ink                       forced out                          I bleed                   I feel this need              on a Poet's paper chest                     I am writing                  It's spewing out               composing it now                  showing me how       pounding sound upon my eardrums                    in a constant,            reverberating hummmmm                     I cup my ears       in every moment that I breathe     my lungs are cloaked in darkness                             sheathed                    I am suffocating       As generations they are turned to dust                      consumed by guilt                               and fear                               and lust           in poetry my hearts been ******                into the darkness I return                            and wait       Shattered glass in empty hallways        Darkened Moon hangs in the sky                      streaked in ink                    it hangs upon us            tender questions asking why            looking at the flooded sky                        I am asking           Steering failure words we say          In your wisdom words we pray          Shine your light on us this day                         I surrender        As Human Blindness overflows          and leveyed waters at my toes       I want to swim in glistening wet                  and clean from life                        the sins and                               sweat          tamper sad and past regrets                         I am forgiven         as rain pours down so fast outside            I hear my people's voices cry                  and I am listening       There's so much more left here to say                 please hear my voice                         to all I pray          as raining tears come out to play                        I hear you                    Pain comes down                      lightning fears                    flashing thunder                      inside.... I peer      inside the torn, dogeared and forgotten                   burning pages of our minds         and ticking past the hands of time           as rain comes down in buckets                          I am drowning         Inside I think I'll find the truth       with wisdom of my years and youth             measuring all that I hear           in time I hope all things be clear                   are you listening too?      wisdom falls from those who departed                     my soul and spirit                      duly outsmarted                      chains released         in lands my soul it goes  uncharted                            I am free                        Found the vein                    that caused that pain                and severed it's ugly head                  releasing all its beauty                 and have laid it in a bed                          It haunts me                        I am dreaming                           So as you read                      just know I bleed                  a poets blood like you                   Our lives ...our hopes ..                     our broken truths                        I am learning                        Into yearning                honesty it pains my ears          released in me my greatest fears           in everything this sound is real               .....      I am found.           Something  that we all must do                      plunging knife                     this truth is true              Telluric veins cascading red          reflection of what mirrors said                           I see and I am blinded                                                      A poetic plight                          taken flight                              my truth                             your truth                             our truth                         the Same Truth                             and now                         I  understand                      I'd never dare                   to share or care            unless inside poetic minds         unbroken by the hands of time                       I am writing         This crimson river ever flowing        our knowledge  we are ever knowing                has breached the banks                    filled up this tank                             I am full        Pouring drifting seas and oceans      Crashing rocks and bottle broken                resting on a poet island                      I am breathing         I see my hand it waves saluting the arrival of  sun ...it has begun,     as pain becomes a river of our sins                      and sacrifices             victories and the costly prices             outside it rains again today          I am drenched in clean waters                    I am soaked in love        And thanking all this gift above                            Hearing my Poetic Plight       say thank you for this inner light                 awakened as my heart              on angels wings takes flight        Releasing all its Inner brightness on the heady winds of shadows darkness                       slow encroaching                    stabbed by daggers          evil, jealous angry poaching                           I am bare          What is taken from the pages         Gifts from those imparted sages         written with a hand enlightened                Penning ...trembling                       awake and                         frightened                       I am hoping                       I am whole                grateful to be home. Cherie Nolan © 2016
A torutured poet's plight inspired by ultimatepanicqueen. I don't know if it's any good but it sure felt good to write. Peace -
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