A Promise
©gabryshak
My voice is not a new voice,
But one that has gone on forever.
I have spoken to you before
And we have held hands under the moonlight.
We’ve climbed the mountains of time
And we’ve made many promises before.
We’ve swam in the oceans
And drank sweet milk
With bread drenched in honey.
Our words have life
And a promise is truly forever.
Let us speak kindly to one another
With thoughtful hearts
And meaningful words.
My voice is not a new voice,
But one that has gone on forever.
I have spoken to you before
And we have held hands under the moonlight.
We’ve climbed the mountains of time
And we’ve made many promises before.
We’ve swam in the oceans
And drank sweet milk
With bread drenched in honey.
Our words have life
And a promise is truly forever.
A Promise
i do not question the thoughts that are laid upon my heart, but rather write them down as they are poured from my soul, line by line as you see them here. none of my writings have ever been edited.
among the indians of the pacific northwest, the verb for “making poetry” is the same as the verb “to breathe”
Holly Werner, 6 months ago
Well done.
aspectsoftmk, 6 months ago
...sitting outside in the sun, reading the words you write…while flying in my mind…you have so much to say, and you do it so well.
purehart05, 5 months ago
excellent. I love the repetition. Beautifully composed.
Glenn-Patrick ..., 3 months ago
beautiful work here.
gabryshak in reply to Holly Werner’s comment, 14 days ago
holly, thank you ~ i’m glad you were moved by my promise!
gabryshak in reply to aspectsoftmk’s comment, 14 days ago
inspiration goes both ways teri!!
gabryshak in reply to purehart05’s comment, 14 days ago
again, late, but thanks for the critique!!
gabryshak in reply to Glenn-Patrick Ferguson’s comment, 14 days ago
masterg, i’m glad you liked my promise~ appreciate the love