Heather Burns


Turning Inward - Poem by Heather Burns

Turning inward
one can see
how it's really
meant to be

Voices whispering,
soft a name
a silhouette in
a picture frame

A butterfly winging
its way
searching for a
better day

Turning inward
one will know
just liking watching
a picture show.















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Comments about Turning Inward by Heather Burns

  • Veteran Poet - 1,317 Points Ace Of Black Hearts (6/25/2011 2:34:00 PM)

    I like the concept, it reminds me of some of my poems, except with the poetic etiquette that i lack. Perfect is it both shape and form. Just like new baby being born. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 25, 2011

Poem Edited: Saturday, August 9, 2014


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