Wrong (O.S.I.)

Hi all,

I have been away from O.S.I. so I am happy to share a creative poem with all of you.

Right was calling me sweetly
In the direction of its voice
Though I could not perceive its face
In a sea of shouts and noise

Lo I took the stairs
And there the sun gazed down on me
Through a smiling corner window
Yet the voice grew fainter
Calling me ever sweetly

My youth frayed like a scarf
Taking direction west and east
And I looking back
Could not retrace my path
Where did I go wrong

Echoes (O.S.I.)

Hi bloggers,

I've written two poems for O.S.I. The theme this week is echoes.

Deep
Receding
Echoes
Shimmering
Across the water
Leaping
In the skyline

God’s voice
In the wind
Revives
The Universe
Of my heart
Full and wide

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Echoes of poems
Lines rehearsed
Scriptures repeated
Rapture claps
Against my lips
The heart sings
An echo
Of spirit