Poetry

You’re the Best Poem of Mine

My Days were Uptight
and Every Night Whined,
Nothing made Sense
and Nothing Really Rhymed,
With Wings Wide Open,
Emerging from the Skies,
With Words that Soothe
and Verses So Divine…
You Were… and You Are…
The Best Poem of Mine.

Parched were the lands
of my Soul and Heart,
Dead or Alive,
I Couldn’t Tell Apart,
Redeeming the Pain with
Ageless Love,
Elevating Me
to the Cloud Nine,
You Were… and You Are…
The Best Poem of Mine.

3 Comments

  1. This, hit me right in the feels, TJ. There’s purity and an intensity in this work. I’m home, and this is the very first thing that I woke up to. Love it, TJ. Made my day. All that I can hope is I’m lucky enough to find a poem that’s quite as magical as yours!!

    XOXO.

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