Forever
I will not have a tombstone –
when I die
A piece of rock to mark
the place where my bones sleep
My soul will not lie down beside those bones
It will soar freely among the clouds,
and stay forever at your side
A place for poems and pics
Forever
I will not have a tombstone –
when I die
A piece of rock to mark
the place where my bones sleep
My soul will not lie down beside those bones
It will soar freely among the clouds,
and stay forever at your side
We’re ‘Soul Gazing’ with Paul over at d’Verse Poets Pub
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Empty Nest
This empty room
has no soul
It is a cavern
Lacking life
No music blaring , no laughter
Not the oasis of calm
I had imagined
No dirty socks or
Candy bar wrappers
Hiding under the unmade bed
No posters and tape
Marks adorning the walls
Instead a Monet has found
Its way onto the freshly
Painted surface
The smell of you has
Been replaced by lavender
And lemon grass
Sunlight streams in through
Clean windows like a picture
In some home improvement
Magazine, organized, coordinated
But without a soul
This week in the Garden, Kim from writinginnorthnorfolk has asked us to condense a poem by Pablo Neruda by at least half, using our own voice. I chose to really condense the poem Sweetness, always, into a Shadorma.
Weekend Mini Challenge: Condense a Poem
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Write poems
Filled only with words
From your soul
Simple words
Words that sing and soar before
Landing in my heart