Soul has a way to feel loss.
It shivers or aches
for immediate need ...
for arms or heat or care.
For Love's chant.
Sorrow pushes boundaries. Twitched,
the heart becomes mellow
and enriched
by knowing its life is elsewhere;
an awareness not understood
by those shallow
and ignorant.
Beautiful sorrow!
Ah, Amazing Autumn ...
stripped from mortality
gruesome greed disappears;
masks of moral flaws,
warped by immoral fallacies,
are destroyed by purity.
Ghastly giggles of the heartless
shrivel to whimpers; mocking faces
in leaves flee in fear.
On naked branches new buds appear ...
Welcome, Beloved!
Welcome, eternal Spring.
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A contest entry
- Picture Inspiration XI by Samplette.
2100 points, ended September 20, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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You put it clearly and beautifully. "Sorrow pushes boundaries." Good luck!
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Wonderfully Inscribed!
You bring meaning to life in your words.
Thanks for sharing you, much love and light!
-Timothy
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I am at loss for words also.
I wish you luck in the contest pretty poetess.
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I am always at a loss for words when it comes to your poems. How many ways can I say beautiful, stunning, well done?
Always you amaze me.
Garrison
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OH, this is just lovely. Beautiful imagery throughout. Very well crafted. I enjoyed the read. Thank you for entering.
Sam
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