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over it
by Mary Frances Spencerfear
heavy walls
suffocating excuses
bury life
brick by brick
we entomb
mixing the sticky
mortar
anger frustration
with
jealous abandon
will we
crawl under
climb those ruins
break open
sweaty and dusty
tunnel through
lighten up
so feathered hearts
fly over
and view
piled wreckage below
seeking wind
the exhaled release
to float
on currents
intuition
trust
still anchored
but aloft
01/23/2008 Author's Note: Don't know about the title...but am tired of being
Not sure if this is done yet. Feedback? MFS
Posted on 01/24/2008
Copyright © 2024 Mary Frances Spencer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 01/24/08 at 08:58 PM ...mFs, can't say on titles...buuut your words, line breaks, etc. make this a deeply considerate pome reflecting the human pathos of meaning o' life kind of thingee...peace, chaz |
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