Poems from ameliamiller764
At its simplest
Poetry has been a guide for me
A guide in medatation
In thought
In understanding what surrounds me
Nothing has ever calmed...
Ascending
Ascending
Ascending
Ascending
Rising up from pain and sorrow
Rising above the raging fire
Rising beyond all previous madness
The...
Three years old
They have returned from the hospital
And they smile softly at me
"A name?" they ask
They give me three choices
One to long...