Enigma

Lilting voice speaks passionate words

Mind dispels images frame by frame

Heart bleeds pathos

Eyes hide angst

Anger imprinted where tears once flowed

Soul expands and constricts with seasons change

Hand once held hand; now let go

Feet restless, legs dance

Lips read lips

A thousand words of hope

Then thoughts go blank

A jumbled sense of existence

I am an enigma to me

Reviews

[DrD]

The events that finally define growth have never been better capulized. Your usual gnawing sensitivity is here, demanding to be heard and it captured me (as always) and forced me to tell you that this is marvelous and a joy to read.