![]() 1-4-3A Poem by Tinasha LaRayé![]() how do i say it?![]() Burning, turning, leaping, tumbling forwards backwards sideways Angling right towards the cardiac ticker Bouncing and bursting, exploding then lurking Waiting for acknowledgement Waiting for its birth Pursed in between lips Squeezed so tight to hold out the pain and contain the debris So as not to be rejected Rejected energies having no where to turn, burn or leap So they surface And I lose And win And run To your arms…
© 2008 Tinasha LaRayé |
Stats
160 Views
Added on April 24, 2008 Author![]() Tinasha LaRayéOKAboutI am because my mother birthed me my father planted me my God created me. Life has unfolded for me in 29 chapters so far with two brothers a smile and a few good memories to show for it. I am because .. more..Writing
|