Bones...

Bones...

A Poem by Michael
"

All there is to me

"

I feel at home

within my bones

my body feels solid and safe


The mind roams free

outside of me

like some curious waif


My soul stays near

perhaps in fear

of being lost at sea


Flesh, spirit, mind

Like all mankind

Is all there is of me

© 2015 Michael


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Added on April 3, 2015
Last Updated on April 3, 2015

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Michael
Michael

London - close enough, Western Hemisphere, Island of the coast of France, United Kingdom



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Middle aged, frustrated poet, can write, can learn, can think of many excuses not to do either. more..

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