Free Bird Poetry

Poetry is freedom. It is a bird flying against the blue sky- a calm image of boundlessness, the human spirit.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Core

Core:

In there,
Lives my smile.
Burning,
    like
The Ner Tamid,

The waves of a thousand breaths
Rise out of
Praying mouths,
Demoralizing, moralizing
Wash over me.

In there,
Erect,
Even when bowed.
Posted by Alaina Garrie at 6:15 PM 1 comment:
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