Bella Fortuna

A poem to get eachother through the tough times.

Slowly shaking off the withered,
After a journey oh so long.
Faithful understanding of lessons
Thrusting experience into song.
Body healing, this lost grace
Returns to the bow.
Sinking less, float this current,
Even crave it now.
Last night sweetened melodies
Left parted lips. Freedom
From aching bones dawned
With tales of abandoned ships.
Crossing waters take this minds
Eyes as a soft and guiding oar.
Fortune glides with her ease
And strength, can hear her
gentle distant call once more.
‘Laugh it off and charm it out’,
Yet injured spirit waits with doubt.
Anon by fire alight inside,
Fortune sends forward her power.
Encore, fly, glide.

Reviews

[Anna Moore]

Silmara, I'm glad that your mind went deep into the piece. A writer can ask for little more...

[Silmara McGarry]

I really enjoy it how deep my mind went into your poem...So beautiful in a wave of strength.
*And strength, can hear her
gentle distant call once more.* ...Superb line!

A big well done from me!!! :-)

[Anna Moore]

What a wonderful thing to say. Thank you so much, I will indeed keep it up.

[Mamta Sonowal]

ur welc'me...

[Mamta Sonowal]

Nic...this poem shows tht in future u became a great poet...keep it up...