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Adrift

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In my spare time I like to look at and enjoy the work of many great bloggers who are a part of this amazing community.  I was looking at the beautiful work of  Alex Markovich , and found I was drawn to one image in particular that he named  The Lonely Boat On his site, Alex invites us to use his images if we wish, and so I decided to save this one with the thought  “I may use that one day.” Well exactly two days later my poetic ramblings started stirring and I found myself playing with an idea.  Once completed when I read the words back I realised that the poem could be read in two ways, each with a slightly different feel. I believe the moodiness of Alex’s rich image gave rise to buried memories of a past long forgotten relationship, that needed an expression. Thank you Alex for sharing this beautiful image and I hope that my work does yours justice  I would love to hear your thoughts on which version you prefer. Adrift #1 Your leaving is...

Loaded Spring

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Loaded Spring Such madness is, a loaded spring Compressed with love, that might have been I do not like, it way down here This darkness is, my ruling fear I long to be, in the sunlight And race the clouds, within the night Who will rescue, me from this place And seal a smile, upon my face But now my thoughts, begin to swing Such madness is, a loaded spring © Cheryl Mary Coleman, 2018  –  Expression #210 20.7.18  If you like this poem please feel free to share, as it may just be what someone needs to brighten their day. If you feel so inclined to leave a comment or feedback, know this I will be extremely grateful, and look forward to connecting with you, thank you.

Lost

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On the night of 22nd December 2016 I was sitting outside in the dark (as I often do) when these words began to flow from a very dark place within.  I was waiting for news of our son who had been missing for just over a month. Lost So here am I lost in space. Trying hard to find the grace. Pushing, pulling does not work.  Nothing, found within the dark. How can ‘I’ pertain to be. When all I find is more of me.  © Cheryl Mary Coleman, 2016  –  Expression #73  22.12.16 If you like this poem please feel free to share, as it may just be what someone needs to brighten their day. If you feel so inclined to leave a comment or feedback, know this I will be extremely grateful, and look forward to connecting with you, thank you. COPYRIGHT © Cheryl Mary Coleman 2016-2018,    4theloveofrhyme.blog.spot.com. Unauthorised use and/or duplication of this material without express and written permission from this site’s author and/or ...