Connie Marcum Wong


Let My Soul Flee - Poem by Connie Marcum Wong

Oh let my soul flee
To the purple mountains
Where poetry breathes—
Where dawn's shadows
Move silently with the sun.
Let my eyes feast on
Dew drops and Scottish broom
With its golden bloom.
Let the fresh scent of conifers
Satiate and restore my soul
As it soars with the wayward wind
Where verses resplendent
And timeless intertwine
With the glorious divine.


Comments about Let My Soul Flee by Connie Marcum Wong

  • Rookie - 0 Points Chris Lane (6/9/2014 9:38:00 PM)

    You have taken us to this place.
    I found quantum entanglement existing there. (Report) Reply

    Rookie - 180 Points Connie Marcum Wong (7/26/2014 3:36:00 PM)

    Thank you very much Chris. Aloha

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 7, 2014



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