"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Tuesday, September 6, 2011

Praying It Can Fly


I sometimes
become lost
in words,
so much to say.
I wonder
if I can convey
with my poetry
what is imprinted
on my heart.
I must take a chance.
I release my writing
as a fledgling bird,
praying it can fly.

©Susie Clevenger 2011

1 comments :

Mama Zen said...

I love this! Beautiful writing.

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