I of the Storm

Within, you see,

is where the tumult resides.

It does not break its bond

to the outside world,

cracking the enamel of

my tremulous smile.

Trust is hard.

Love is harder.

Faith makes it possible,

but still I must

choose to believe.

And that,

oh that,

my dear, trembling

heart,

I will never do again.

Author: smithaw50

I live in NJ. Concentrating now on a getting a full time writing career started. Glad you could be with me on the journey. Ready? Here we go...

4 thoughts on “I of the Storm”

    1. Thank you, sir. Haven’t been writing much poetry these days. Working on finishing / developing all the little snatches of ideas that have plagued me these last three years. I’m taking everything at least 50 pages long and making some decisions. I won’t get to all of it, but at least want to get PUBLISHED this year; or at least one rejection letter 🙂

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