Soul Pressed Poetry

Poetry that comes from our soul.

Unreasonable joy (28 March 2011)

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There’s a quality
a sensation
that keeps me company

I sit with it
I lie with it
I disconnect from it

I feel numb
estranged
the essence of my pain

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this tear running down my cheek
reminds me where my body meets
the world

where the boundary
between my skin and the air
and the air I breathe

connect

this is my unreasonable joy

One Comment

  1. sad, authentic poetry, love the flow.

    share 1 to 3 with us tonight if you wish.. :)

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