Fiona Burgess

Rookie (22 June 1983 / South Africa)

My Soul - Poem by Fiona Burgess

I stand upon a midnight beach
The wind dances round me
Keeping my happiness out of reach
In time to the thundering sea.

I stand upon a golden shore
The breeze caresses my face
Whispering to me 'There's more, there's more,
You just need to learn how to chase.'

Just a murmer, in my mind,
'This life is not for you.'
Blackness curls, its path defined
But are those stones laid true?

On a giggle of childish joy,
Come, live life, it's fun.'
As though the world is a toy
But what to do when play is done?

Divided and torn
These murmers and giggles
Leave me in the middle, forlorn
While inside my soul sighs and wriggles.

'Let me out, I long to be free
I don't want to be part of the chase,
I'm tired of hearing the grumbling sea
What's the rush? this isn't a race.'

Oh my soul if only yuou knew
How long and hard I have fought
Trying to decide which is false or true
And until I decide you're caught.

Trapped inside an unworthy skin
Ruled by a heart unwhole
Never fear, oneday you'll win
And escape to the stars, my soul.

Comments about My Soul by Fiona Burgess

  • Francois Hoon (6/11/2007 1:24:00 PM)

    Sad, but very good... (Report)Reply

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  • Joshua Fegley (11/22/2006 12:34:00 PM)

    Interesting Fiona...I do like it...... (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Poem Edited: Thursday, November 25, 2010

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