Thursday, January 20, 2011

Blue like a river

Sweet peace slides through my fingers like river water. 
I can feel it's ebb and flow,
tugging at my heart, my mind. 

There and then gone,
It leaves behind a sad hunger in my soul, 
and a longing for it's cool refreshment.


Carly said...

You deny it, but you write really beautiful poetry. I love the way you look at things.

Lucky Girl said...

Oooh this pleases me! You are too kind my talented young friend!!