Whispers... Poem by Annette Aitken
Whispers...
Whispers
Whispers,
drifting on the breeze.
Voices barely legible,
do my ears deceive me?
beckoning me to come forth
and spread my wings wide
and soar above the crashing waves
dispensing the weight of a
barbwire covered cross.
Impossible for me to carry alone.
For nothing can separate me,
from the real me.
For my strength,
my courage,
will carry me through.
For only I believe in me.
As life's struggle will emerge
brighter, stronger, whole.
As the whispers release me from my captures.
by
A.A.17
it's basically a fine poem, and escape from containment! but a couple of suggestions, my friend, re these, otherwise very nice ending lines: As life's struggle will emerge ..............[As from life's struggle I'll emerge] brighter, stronger, whole. As the whispers release me from my captures. ..............captors i think. ;) (to be continued) ....
Very nice, the deep person is very complex, so strong yet gentle at the same time, whispers are confirming your freedom. Very nice!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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(continued) ............. .. to MyPoemList .................. keep writing, even if it is NOT poetry. shall i someday see you book(s) in the New York Times list of Best Sellers? or will they be confined to a cellar? ? ? ! ha ha. bri :)