I am a storm, raging;
I am a river, flowing;
I am an ocean, tempestuous
crashing upon the shore.
I scream,
I sigh,
I laugh,
I cry.
I pound pavement,
sit in dusty corners,
drink from crystal goblets
with my eyes fixed on the time.
I am a gentle wind
blowing in all directions,
scared of where I'm going,
frightened of where i've been...
yet passion fuels this heart of mine
over and over again.


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me too!
I know this feeling
Happy Mother's Day!
However, still I kick dog shit at times and also at times that isn't a very good idea.
I would suggest that you keep writting
Hugs and blessings - S.
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Good stuff.
Please post this to my group, Anythingwriting
Lovely poem, Cheryl.
This was so powerful. I loved the way it unfolded as I read it.