Having my say on the
Twenty -first day of May, in year
twenty thirteen while
with May flowers
gleaning purple petals while
sitting on my bottom
wide is my heart
love flows softly
and swimming free
Though, I still sit
as fresh orchid
in its prime, yet
sweet and sour memories
all upon which I sit
thoughts thrusting through sweet channel,
stimulating bitter pains of childhood lost.
Boxes of cookies cherished, and
Him believing such action redeems
and dirty deeds soothe
all times before and present….yet
all these things on which I sit
trying to Separate all this shit!
Almedia Knight-Oliver…May 21,2013
love flows softly, good write, thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem
Nice poem Almedia, thnx for sharing. I invite u to read one of mine.