Sometimes What We Feel Is OK by hipps13
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Description
Feeling The Blues
It is OK
I do love the water
Quenches my thirst
Thoughts awakening
As it feeds my soul
Misty rainy morning
Blades of grass
Morning dew
Kiss so clearly
Sweet sensation
Running thru my toes
Skin exposed
Green grass lies down
Spirit is hungry
Whispers can be heard
Roaring is the sky
Moments in my bed
I lay awake
Tear filled eyes
Dare I stop?
Drops of nectar
Bouncing off my skin
I don
Comments (11)
Nice poem..
Boy oh boy, can I relate to this one...excellent Linda !
My friend everyone desirves sunshine. Very nice. I can feel what you are saying
Fantastic poem love. You always bring words to life. Love ya and Biggest hugs
Well done!!
"You showed me many faces, different ways love is not." Such a big picture with so few words. Brilliant writing! For many years I had opportunities to see the many ways that love is not. Wisdom comes at a price.
you must spend a lot of time writing.I have trouble making intelligent sounding comments,little lone writing a poem.beautiful work
Excellent expression of the feelings of life that take us from one road to another and sometimes all at a moments notice. 10+++++ for this one 8^D
A movingly beautiful work. I feel many of the emotions expressed in this wonderful poem... Hugs, Linda. Diane.
Yes, indeed, everyone deserves to see the sun! (I'm actually planning a trip to old SOL. I'm going to land on it. My friends all tell me I'm NUTS. I tell them, "I'm going AT NIGHT!" (grin). I really enjoy your writings! My best, T.P.
Profoundly touching. Brings many questions to my mind, all beginning with "Why?". You communicate in a gentle way one of the tragedies of life. There are givers and takers. The givers love and feel pain. The takers feel pain and are a pain. Hug, Linda, Suzanne x:)