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Unleash the Soul in me
In the morning you were sleeping in the dark
you know that type of morning dark shade
that is so opposite from night,
and all my reasons to wake you
left me with cold feet on the hardwood floor.
I bought time once
and it left me broke.
Ancient people talk to me about how
we held hands and made choices
in the new land. A black and white shot
of all the dead people sitting on a quilt
up in the Greek village where
I saw the sky for the first time.
If my soul was on a leash
it would be easy to control
but I never worked out my life
like musical notes.
It would be ideal to see how
the last act plays
but the fortune teller told me
I would live long,
sign my name
over and over again
until I was tired of Christina
and change it to Chrissy
or Krissy with a K
or Chris, or Tina or Christine
and all the ways everyone
changes the spelling of my name,
but
it starts with an X
and not many people know the truth
of how I unleash
the soul in me
from time to time to breathe
and take deep sighs
then tie it back up
to write a book
or drink one bottle of Jack
in three hours.
Beware of a writer’s reach
and length of a book or poem
it means that nothing ever ends
and it all starts over
until all the smokes
and all the bottles are emptied out.
Comments:
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I love the truth in your words
Take a new beginning, seek a smile and keep it.
thank you x appreciate this lovely comment. smiling now.
Just lovely! Always enjoy your poetry.
hey girl, thanks, i’ve been so busy i will visit you soon. x happy new year!
Very beautiful and profound, as always!
You are way too kind!!
love it
Thanks so much x
Reblogged this on georgeforfun.
Thank you George xx
Harpooned through the Heart…and I love it. Every last word. ❤
You do it every time. This one was no exception. 🙂 ♡
Bear hug!!
Aw, this is sweet. Beautiful as usual
thank you Andrew, appreciate that. xx
Christina, Chrissy, Tina, with a a K, a C, a T — you are still the same and I love that.
secret is Xristina in Greek sh!!!!