Surrendered to love

pepper
pepper Posts: 155
edited March 2010 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
She woke up
like a daffodil in spring
like a freshly written title
with a symphony of birdsong stroking her senses
its beauty... deafening.

Her heart pounded
like a room full of cannonballs
gravity on... gravity off
gravity on... gravity off

With every breath
she inhaled something much larger than her human lungs could carry
so she grew
big enough
to let it flow... through her.

She had been captured by a feeling
that wasn't awake, nor was it asleep
it was just there
within her
being... more.

Soaked in her own dreams
her sanity trickled down her face
and landed in pools of hope
hope
that this was no dream
that she truly was...
awake.
Pepper- I am faith without religion, without bruised knees and pleas for forgiveness...
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  • mysticweed
    mysticweed Posts: 3,710
    edited March 2010
    Lovely
    Post edited by mysticweed on
    fuck 'em if they can't take a joke

    "what a long, strange trip it's been"
  • Ms. Wes C.addle
    Ms. Wes C.addle Posts: 2,559
    her sanity trickled down her face
    severly touching line.
  • acrossssSsssshittt
    acrossssSsssshittt Posts: 1,014
    "so she grew big enough..."

    I like that... and the poem generally... a state so hard to capture, yet you managed to do so

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