Thank God for poems
and a place to put them
my soul bleeds into them
it hurts
it aches
it twists inside of me
then comes out of me
in a burst of creativity
red rivers of words
each series of them
freeing me
Thank God for poetry
in a bubble that never bursts…
Poem for the Bubble
We loves the Bubble….!
KEITH R. WILL..., 3 months ago
so true they burst right out