The Calm
The heartbeats,
But there is calm now,
My twin flame is safe
Not with me
But safe
Still fighting for my life
I turn to other wordsmiths
Nobody prostitutes a soul,
The San scars are healing
Because of your help
Light and words
The heartbeats,
But there is calm now,
My twin flame is safe
Not with me
But safe
Still fighting for my life
I turn to other wordsmiths
Nobody prostitutes a soul,
The San scars are healing
Because of your help
Light and words
He slept well that night and day,
He knew she was sleeping too,
The winter had taken its pay and her soul,
The spring emerged to her new soul grows.
excellently wrote, Nic. nicely paced x
Beautifully composed Nicola.
Whilst there seems to be a desperate call for help there is definitely a sense of reassurance.
The acceptance that birth, suffering and death are all part of the journey.
I particularly liked "My twin flame is safe, not with me but safe".
Raj x
This is what comes to mind: the persona just gave birth in a life and death fashion and is holding on to words of hope to continue fighting for life, her's and he her newborn....
I enjoyed this poem.
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Nicola Beckett
Sun 12th Mar 2017 19:39
Thanks everyone for your comments and likes xxx lovely Mr Cash