Wednesday, July 18, 2012

POET'S EPITAPH

words of the soul
slowly running thru
the worst and best of me
forever
like my blood
the creek flows
with fear
unafraid of critics
to the forgiving ocean

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Soulful, deeply moving.

Jules said...

Thanks for your visit...Words are like that for me too. Flowing like liquid breath. Very nice. But then I'm partial to water references :)

*Dark Angel* said...

Such nice words, woven perfectly, simple yet interesting!