***The picture is from FB by Treeowl
The song has stopped
the melody no longer found
as I stand here
hands raised to the morning sun.
Web wrapped
gossemere strands clutching
pulling and plucking
as I struggle to break free.
Into the darkness I have gone
to face all my demons
to finally put them to rest
so that I can be free.
©Jay-lyn Doerksen
January 27/18
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Author: Jay-lyn Doerksen
A single hard working mom of a soon to be teenage son. A poet and story teller I have wanted to write since I was a child. This space is where I share stories about myself and my life and the creative poetry that stirs my soul. My hope is you will pull up a chair and a cup of coffee delving into the world that I offer and you find simple enjoyment for a few moments.
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