So, the first..... 6th Dec
The Wilderness
Busy, loud, lives distract,
Hide empty spaces,
Where silence batters senses.
Alone,
In that wilderness,
That desert,
Fearful ,
Off balance,
You meet the now.
And the one I wrote in April:
My first poem for the challenge " A Poem a Day in April."
Being Holy Week these few lines formed themselves:
Silence
Life -dark -red
drips from
gaping wounds,
drips from
Skin-slashed and torn.
Bent ,
unable to keep upright
Yet with peace,
Peace beyond knowing
He is silent
Looking forward to getting on with the next one.
Well, this little poem was the beginning. The 1st April. So many words have appeared on the page since then. I remember thinking that I probably wouldn't finish the month and now I have only three days left. Amazing....
ReplyDelete