Poetheart Morgan

Rookie - 397 Points (05/23/1960 / Rio de Janeiro)

The Damn Silent Well! - Poem by Poetheart Morgan

What is more than feel and be afraid
when she lived inside a dark well
full of spirits unknown
what is green? what is light?

living from falling things
in your dark place
sometimes a book others times
sounds of people living their lives

just through the wind
and lined up tiny coloured flags
she learned what is pray

that sound ~ through the tissue~
sang for her
sweet songs of prayers
so at now she knows what is it
Pain ~learned for herself~
Dark ~ from the well~
Pray~ from the wind~

what she can do with that?

So, she is on your gloomy place
unknown time

suddenly your blonde and curl hair
grows like the perfumed musk on the wall
and they see her for the first time
the wind was more fresh
the voices had the owner
and hands coming with faces


what she can do with that?

I don't know


out there

~she sensed~

long and blonde hairs still grow

on that

damn silent well

Poet's Notes about The Poem

When at age of 5 i felt in a well and kept me alive holding the walls of the pit. But the terror of the cold, dark, loneliness was inside me.
Until this morning I did not know it but spurred by a poet and friend to write a poem just all came together in my mind.
My brother saved me! ! ! !

Comments about The Damn Silent Well! by Poetheart Morgan

  • Silver Star - 3,417 Points Adeline Foster (7/22/2015 5:31:00 PM)

    Reminds me of a song years ago called: Mocking Bird Hill. Read mine - Bloom Of Youth -
    Adeline (Report) Reply

    Rookie - 397 Points Poetheart Morgan (7/22/2015 11:36:00 PM)

    Who is the singer? Thank you for your comment Adeline... :) :)

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  • Bronze Star - 2,442 Points Sallam Yassin (10/3/2013 12:46:00 PM)

    life recall where hum of hope
    holds strength in a whole
    life is in a well dark
    captured soul seized
    in a dark
    and the only hope is the wind
    the light
    in a pray
    from heart- hands heard sound / i think there a good meaning in recalling this memory from past. hope and pray hands of god to be there where you need when you need them the most to be there to save you again From (dark from the well) and May the wind in her changing mode be with your mode (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 7,245 Points Sekharan Pookkat (10/2/2013 7:39:00 PM)

    Mind is so complicated as to read by any modern device (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 2, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 3, 2013

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