Monday, March 25, 2013

Moment (O.S.I.)

Good morning
Rings in my ear
Like a church bell

I wrestle with my heart
A poem aching to sing
Though it coils from my reach

If I abandon
The barefoot muse
Walking on my floor

Would she return
With open arms
Breathing her light

I pause in silence
In the moment
Waiting, hoping

Written for O.S.I.

7 comments:

Harshad Mehta said...

...And in that silence she sneaks in!

Lovely poem.

Jim said...

Beautiful, W.G. Here is hoping that muse walks your poet's way. I am pulling hard for that.
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Gillena Cox said...

breathtaking: simple, absorbing and dramatic


much love...

rlavalette said...

Very effective. Do or die. (Or as Yoda says: "Do or do not; there is no try.")

Do.

Green Speck said...

Very beautiful !!!

Heather Fields said...

So endearing. Loved it!

totomai said...

dont worry, she will. maybe just having a break :-)