Small Reprieve

Bare necessities being kept at bay in order to write what needs to be said through poetry. Nature at play, taking notes while finding depths of rhythm filled with meaning and truth. Calmly walking along, taking everything in stride, keeping feelings at a distance while thinking about them. Placing them quietly into a poem, unnoticed by anyone until being read, awakening some buried thought or emotion. Through the years being silent, now being touched with their intensity, bringing tears of sorrow to mind. Releasing the sadness so tenderly, at least for awhile, a small reprieve in life.