"Sacred Grove"

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"Sacred Grove"

Overwhelmed at moments…

Clutter seemingly everywhere…

Days of unrest…

Tearing at my existence…

 

I turn to the printed page…

Thoughts put to Poetry…

My mind needs release…

From tears which flow inward…

 

Tears which fill my heart with terror…

Unwanted fear…

Unneeded pain…

I yearn for peace…

 

My escape to a place of beauty…

Taking this quill and parchment…

To place these tears…

In a perspective of understanding…

 

In this I take refuge…

In this I lay in solitude…

Serenity is again…

Mine to hold…

 

Poetry in prose…

This mans tears begin to flow…

From his heart… From his eyes…

Bringing this terror to its end…

 

Poetry is not a thing for this man…

It is a place…

My Sacred Grove…

To understanding…

 

My place…

To hold my own form…

In my own arms…

A place of beauty…

 

 

Stephenmichael…

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wamomo commented on "Sacred Grove"

10-11-2010

This is a beautiful piece that expresses the refuge of heart that a poet finds in pen and parchment. I recognize this place, this scared grove as a place I have myself often run to and wrapped my arms around myself with the melodic, soothing flow of words that poetry offers. Very well done, my new friend.

kdarcy commented on "Sacred Grove"

09-29-2010

Way to go, couldn't have said it better ... knowing you a bit with lifes turmoil ... an excellent write, words will and always do find your resting place. Thanks for your always sharing with others.

SavVySam commented on "Sacred Grove"

09-10-2010

Sometimes a quiet respite for retreating to...yet at others, a place to retreat from... Nice work!

stephenmichael

09/14/2010

Thank you!

stefy commented on "Sacred Grove"

09-10-2010

This is so wonderful....''In my own arms.....A place of beauty...''...really beautiful and strong......i enjoy in it:-)

stephenmichael

09/14/2010

Thank you stefy!

The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

stephenmichael’s Poems (12)

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"The Cold Steel Curb" 4
"I Pretend" 5
"Needed To Be Held" 3
"Dusk" 6
"A Wish To The Wind" 2
" And I Still Love You" 3
"Softly" 1
" To My Loving Angels" 3
"Sacred Grove" 5
"Taking Now Into My Arms" 4
"My Storm" 8
"Nights Dark Lights" 7