presence

i saw the storm coming

it was climbing up the hill

the rain fell like broken glass

it cut around my heart

and showed the presence that is you

though i sat there bleeding

the drops fell from me

and painted a picture

a picture of you

the presence in my heart

some people thought i was haunted 

a matrix of blood and skin

really folks i'll be fine

i'll bandage myself up in time

i have the strength of knowing you

we'll watch the adult swim while i heal

i wonder about the scars

but that doesn't really matter

'cause i know that you will renew me

my fountain of a different kind

hang on a little while sister

i'll catch you in a length of time

Reviews

[Becky C Strukamp]

Most Excellent!! I do so enjoy your poems. They sing to ones heart and soul.

[Daytonight]

Great write as always. Keep on penning.

[WindSong]

I truly enjoyed reading this poem. It is very well constructed with good imagery and delivery about pain, sorrow and human suffering. Excellent poem.