RESTLESS CHANGE

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RESTLESS CHANGE

 

 

 

CAN’T SLEEP

CAN’T REST

CAN’T CONCENTRATE.

 

THE MIND IS OUT OF TUNE

OUT OF BODY EXPERIENCING

NERVES FRIZZLED TO THE END.

 

THE MESS I’M IN

WHERE DID THIS COME FROM

HAVE I STEPPED INTO ANY REALM?

 

I WANT BACK INTO MY SKIN

PINCH ME, SHAKE ME

BRING ME BACK TO REALITY.

 

NEW CHANGE~~ NEW AGE

I DON’T LIKE IT

I WANT THINGS TO BE THE SAME.

 

 

Written by:  Brenda Clark Pike

©8/1/2009

 

 

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Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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BCP’s Poems (27)

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HE LIVES , HE LOVES 1
FORBIDDING WARNINGS 2
MOMENTS TO SEIZE 0
~ ANCESTRY TO BE PROUD ~ 0
A RARE PERSON! 0
RESTLESS CHANGE 0
FRIENDS BECOME ANGELS 2
YOU'RE IDENTITY 0
THE NOBLE HORSE 0
LET THE MOON INTO YOUR HEART 1
LIFE IS GOOD 0
LESSONS OF A LIFETIME 0
THEN CAME YOU 0
I SHOULD HAVE BEEN 0
WINDING ROADS 0
DAY OF REVERENCE 0
BACKBONE OF AMERICA -1
PEACHES AND CREAM 3
AMERICA, AMERICA 0
HIS MIGHTY HANDS 0
OUT OF THE BLUE 3
“OUT OF THE BLUE” 2
"What She Would Want”? 0
LORD JESUS’ BIRTHDAY 0
DREAMED OF GLORY LAND 3
VIEW OF MIRACLES 1
"LIFE IS A CAROUSEL" 0