There’s a collective storm brewing
the likes of which we’ve never seen.
Words that whispered through our minds
are on news feeds for all the world to hear.
The cacophony cuts like a knife,
interrupting peaceful dreams
and guiltless sleep,
driving us from sylvan glens
to roam among the brambles,
life’s blood dripping scarlet
upon the thirsty ground.
Hope is all we have left,
a refuge, burning bright,
the eternal flame of a single candle
chasing away shadows
in the eye of the storm.
You are an amazing poet! Thank you for sharing your innermost world!
Sandra >
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How nice to bump into you at our local coffee place today and read your words here as well. You’ve warmed my heart on this snowy day! Meet you on the mat soon…
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Oh Kim…your words transport the heart and makes one stop and think . Thank you for another profound poem.
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Thank you (always!) for leaving such sweet comments, it’s a joy to create poems for dear friends like you!
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Cheers to hope and beautiful words, my friend.
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Yes and yes! Thank you so much, your words warm my heart and light up my world…
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love the photo. that’s a very good shot.
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Thanks for stopping by and having a look, I appreciate it!
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A beautiful poem, Kim. Moments of unrest and the stormy environment eloquently expressed in this write.
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Your lovely comments always strike the right chord and spur this writer on, thank you (always!), you never fail to warm my heart!
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Beautifully written.I do hope the candle light illuminates the dark. 😊
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This beautiful comment already has, thank you so much for your lovely words!
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Hope is truly all we have left in this world. I pray we hold on to that! Great poem!
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I’m so glad to read your beautiful words here, thank you so much!
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Love the hidden imagery. Thoughts we are all thinking, praying for the compass to turn in another direction.
Love Mom
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I love this analogy, “praying for the compass to turn in another direction”, this is a powerful image and I hope one we can achieve if we all pray together! Thank you, Mom, this is lovely!
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Wow! Kimberlee, that was truly elegant but insightful at the same time. Thanks for sharing!
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Thank you so much! I always look forward to reading your very kind & lovely comments – this one means a lot!
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Again i love to read what your mom.has to say…
This is such a powerful poem..
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It’s so nice to know that you enjoy both of our writings; I’m glad you stopped by, I always treasure your comments!
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Beautiful poem, specially the last lines. Hope really is what we have left in the end, comes at a perfect timing, thank you!
Don’t know if you have already, because I’ve been away for a few months and I’m starting to catch up, but you should reach out to online magazines, submit, and have some of your work published there. 🙂
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Your beautiful comments have brightened my day and are so encouraging…thank you so much for stopping by, your words add a lovely layer to this blog!
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Hello 🙂
No problem at all, we all need that every once in a while. Hope you continue writing beautiful poems 🙂
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Thank you, I have a new poem that is slowly making its way and hope to post it next week!
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I think that is great! Will be in the lookout for it. 🙂
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Awesome photo + inspirational words😊
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Thank you so much for stopping by and commenting, I’m so glad you enjoyed this piece!
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