William Fosse


Fixing - Poem by William Fosse

I wish you calmness.
I wish you peace.
I wish you love.
You need it but you can't foresee it.
Changing things, expecting result.
Not there, not anywhere.
Your full lips, new brows,
Whispering cows.

I wish you calmness.
I wish you felt it, safety.
That creeping ugly spine, it lets down.
Keeps you down.
Do you feel down?
You look down.

I wish you calmness.
Prosper in your age, in your finite mortality,
you can only rework from the inside,
follow that safety.

I wish you calmness.
Stop.
I wish you calmness.
Stop.
I wish you remain.

Topic(s) of this poem: change, self

Form: Lyric


Comments about Fixing by William Fosse

  • Kelly Kurt (8/23/2016 5:02:00 PM)


    A wonderful poem, William. Thanks (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Poem Edited: Thursday, August 25, 2016


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