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| Poetry prompt: Photo by Noukka Signe. Creative Commons, via Flickr. |
I turn, deliberately,
to face you,
Fear.
My spirit stands
in strength.
My soul window,
opened.
I pour
into your darkness,
penetrate
your depths.
Hear this.
Know this.
Get behind me.
Be gone.
No longer shall I run,
afraid.
Through wilderness,
contrived.
God Wind
surround me,
empower me.
Peace, be still.
Patricia Spreng
Joining the prompt today at TS Poetry's Every Day Poems
Very brave and empowering.
ReplyDelete"wilderness contrived" - that just speaks to me Patricia. I do love your poetry.
ReplyDeleteHi Linda! Hope you are well... and thank you for your comment. Sending you a hug. (and isn't it fun that blogger has a "reply" ability now?!
DeleteLove this, Pat. Beautiful !
ReplyDeletesometimes we need to look it in the face and hit it head on
ReplyDeleteFear is a bully that needs to be stared down. Excellent.
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