Viola Grey

Rookie - 0 Points (Feb '73 / NZ)

Patience - Poem by Viola Grey

Patience
is the hope I breathe
as one more day
bows to the moon.
Time is my master,
keys grasped tightly
in it's hardened grip.
Unlocking my cage
is...not yet an option
as I remain a prisoner
to Patience.

19/6/08

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  • (6/30/2008 2:47:00 PM)


    At last! Someone worthy of the title 'POET'. (Not that I consider myself one of course! ! !) I'm loving your stuff. (Report) Reply

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  • (6/24/2008 1:50:00 AM)


    A proper poem... how do people do that! ! ! ! ! I love it...10derly... it is the language of concisenesss... aroha... PS I wouldn't worry... as you lay them over your turning will make them come...*smiles* (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 20, 2008



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