Sunday, May 30, 2010

Poetry Sunday ~ Find Me ~

Find me...
(c) Joni Zipp
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Tears, falling like raindrops
off my cheek into a pool
of poetic words that lie
on the floor gathering dust.

Drama is like an outlet
of emotional baggage
that I carry wherever I go,
never leaving the universe.

I free the onslaught of energy
that plays my heart like a fiddle
never bound to one care
I try and flee from the agony.

Pain drapes my being
like a silk linen cloth
dipped in water, clinging.
I peel away the layers of hurt.

I raise my eyes to the sky
as if a bird is going to
envelop me in his wings
and carry me away.

No such luck today;
I get something better,
the Lord wrapping His grace
around me, I AM FORGIVEN!

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2 comments:

  1. You're AWESOME, Joni!

    My favorite lines:
    of poetic words that lie
    on the floor gathering dust.

    AND
    I peel away the layers of hurt.

    :)

    Visual and heartfelt!

    Take care,
    June

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  2. Thanks June! That was my poetry week.
    I forgot National Poetry Month in April so this was my lil poetry week. :)

    Also was a stretch not rhyming! Whew! lol

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