Pieces
I have picked up the pieces
I have sat over them.
Like a forensic expert,
I have studied them.
I have learned to let go
And accept with open arms
Only that which returns to me.
I am sound.
I am without malice.
(c)--Christina Cowling
The Dead Poets Society met in a cave to read and share verse. This group is for poets who are very much alive, who have words running, pulsating through their veins. From an outside landscape that can be harsh and barren, we come together in this nurturing, verdant oasis; fellow wanderers, wonderers, sharing our words.
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And continued to come to the page, which is so important. In the end, the good lies with the ones who see the truth, are able to look at it and still keep their arms and hearts open. "I am sound. I am without malice." This says MUCH.
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