Sunday, October 24, 2010

SUNDAY IS FOR POETRY: With True Love...


Comes tears.
Ameliorate earth's ills,

Cleanse oil spills,

Release cholera's grip,

Veil fallen soldiers;


Heal the homeless' blisters,

With the sick, cry,

Accept a lover's good-bye.


Hemorrhages heal,

Through the pain of true love.



**written by petra michelle**

6 comments:

archiearchive said...

Back in civilisation, my time is now my own, I drop in here to renew an acquaintanceship and end in tears. Thank you :)

Reminds me of something I wrote back in the 90's. "IT”S NOT MY PROBLEM" at http://archiearchive.wordpress.com/writings/poetry/

Anonymous said...

Profound and passionate Petra!

It's hard to face the woes of the world, isn't it? K.

sarah, rsm said...

love this, petra!

petra michelle; Whose role is it anyway? said...

It's so wonderful to see you, Archie?! How long has it been?! How are things by you in Australia?
Will be popping by! :))

Hi, K.! Thank you! They can be overwhelming and sad! But you know me, I'm quick to find the joy!

Hi, Sarah! Thank you! :))

Mama Zen said...

Gorgeous, Petra!

petra michelle; Whose role is it anyway? said...

Hi, MZ! Thank you so! :))