Search

Poetry by Shigé Clark

"Let the battered heart rejoice"

Tag

word

Wild, Wandering Words

Wild, Wandering Words

Limited Lines

Limited Lines

Dripping Poetry

Dripping Poetry

In Endless Pursuit of Poetry

Though I swift and endless write,
I will never find the time,
I will never have the breath
To exhale my endless thoughts
To assuage my searching mind,
And will come at last to death
Scrawling madly still. Be caught
Startled to have lost the light.

– s. Clark

Fiction

Ahhh, the song of a story
The swell of the spirit in the words
How they reach out to catch you,
Soul to soul, a life transferred
Ah, the sweet reunion
As though kindred souls reunite
Returning to abandoned truth
The beauty, the wonder, the light!

– s. Clark

Blog at WordPress.com.

Up ↑