Broken

Broken

 Like the shells on the beach,   I am broken.   My pieces are lost in the sea.   Like the wind on the water;  Unspoken.  I render every piece lost,  To be free.  I will find my way back to the center.  Thru tides that break loose on the shore.  And gather myself back together.   Until I am not broken,  Anymore.  Millennium’s may pass till I find them. Millions of full moons may burn. And lifetime’s will…

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Poetry Corner: The Horseman

Poetry Corner: The Horseman

The Horseman “I was a chess piece you handled.  A horseman polished and free. You cuddled me inside your warm soft palms. Where I thought I,  Would always be. You moved all the pieces around me.  We sat in a golden chair. I watched as you pushed many over. It hurt me but I kept your care. You fondled me as if you knew me. You kept me in pockets of time. I carried so…

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