VOICES

[creativesoul]

when young- the couch sleep
took me to a secure place
of cigarettes and laughter

listening to the voices
my eardrums humming

the sweet thick honey
carried thru the body

love told the rest
you will not lose
this love
that sound like opera
on the wind
frogs croak in the creek

i can not hide from you anymore
you know you are the man i adore

you must choose
if you want me in your life

whatever dreams you have
please feel this warmth

the kindness
the forgiveness
was it the words you needed to hear?

is there something i can do to still your fear?
the voices tell me when you are sick
sad and lonely
i send my love
to sooth your soul

[dadio]

Darn good poem.

[saw]

tuning in to the voices is crucial if you hope for some contentment in your life....messages are coming left and right...are we prepared to receive them ?.......my best meditations come when I am on the roof....( closer to god ?...whatever your personal definition is ).....not sure, but open to whatever may come thru the breeze....it is always breezy on the roof....like it jana

[creativesoul]

thanx- i always liked the roof myself- sweet-
favorite story of writers and voices- a playwright in nyc said'i go into the basement and have a smoke with the characters'
it can get interesting- smile

[sweetwater]

great poem