The room
its spinning
I know I was supposed to say
something
but I open my mouth
and hear
foriegn words
on my tongue
My feet
try to stand
strong
like roots
of a strong oak tree
but
my hands shake
my toes taop
my vocal chords
fail me
like a violin
being played as strings break
Inside
of me
waves crest
winds swirl
like I am in the eye
of a great storm
I try to keep
my eyes focused
so they do not swim
all over the room
She's smart
she's kind
she's beautiful
I'm sunk
10 comments:
I've read it twicw already and I LOVE IT. I really love it Friar. You are very talented. Again I love it!
Yeah, I love it..lol.
I like the poem and you express yourself well. Have a blessed evening.
...so, who is she?? You had me right till the end. I thought it was going in a totally different direction lol!
So, who is she?? :)
Wow, how do you come up with these? Its very nice!
Yeah, who is she? :-)
wow..nice
Yea, I thought it was heading elsewhere but had a thought this was where it would end, knowing you, your friar you.
Watched Robin Hood the other day and thought of you.
Your poem says it all. It's good.
I admire someone who can write a good poem. You have done two! Well done good sir!
The woman?
Why it is almost every woman!
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