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Hi and welcome to my blog.  Hopefully you have visited my blog to read some of my writing.  Nothing beats finding that perfect poem, phrase or story to explain how you are feeling.  Often times I am asked to write something through my group on Facebook entitled "Prompted".  This group will give me a picture or a phrase and I have to write something containing it.  The first prompt for which I wrote "The Flight" required three words, owl, lightning and pudding.  The second was my basis for "Wide Awake" Sometimes I just have a feeling and start writing and when this happens just let me be.  A combination of these writings are what I wish to convey to you, my reader.  I hope that my writing touches you in the same way it touches me as I write it because isn't that the purpose of a poem is to feel it? 

Saturday, July 13, 2013

A fire for Mr. Frost

A backward sunrise going west to east
Trying to tame this inner beast,
My heart is bleeding a very bright Crimson,
Shattered in a thousand pieces-not very winsome,

I imagine in my mind that I am Miss White,
Are we the same age? Similar in height?,
We have a problem my heart is beginning to linger
On a single thought-her wedding band on my finger,

Desire burns my body wrapped  by fire and then ice,
If he were here today I would try to entice him,
Yet I know in my heart that road isn’t taken,
This story’s played out- years in the making,

If only’s surround me my mind starts to balk,
Just listen closely as I need to talk,
I ramble I know but it just feels so right,

It keeps this old woman warm on a cold winter’s night.