Beauty In The Deep
Familiar Ground
I still tread the ground where you once ravaged me
Still walk the paths where we met our demise
I still feel the scars that your carelessness left
My tongue still tastes the saltiness of the tears that I spent
I trudged through fields of doubt to regain self esteem
Dug through the memories, discarding things not for me
I found the peace I'd lost waiting by the willow tree
Flowing like droplets to a whirlpool of peace
But nothing’s as sweet as the first touch of sunlight
Nothing else reaches the depths of my soul
I never imagined I’d see the beauty in midnight
Never knew broken could make me feel whole
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Comments (6)
Stunning poetry, Kelli. I felt the rage, the despair and the hope shining through it all.
I am certain many readers relate to this piece; it's about us all in some form. Well expressed and powerful.
This could be a poem another author could place at the very beginning of their book. Right after the dedication page. Beautiful work.
This was amazing! Very deep and interesting!
The lines....But nothing’s as sweet as the first touch of sunlight...I liked it... mesmerizing read....🌊
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