I fall through the doors
of my mind and behind me
close those that
keep me confined.
I take the path
that leads to my soul
to seek that oasis
to console...
Off verdant glens
and buttercup fields where
the sky kisses the ocean
and doesn't yeild.
Along the sunlit
hearts of yore
and wonder if
i'll love once more.
To visit those
only my soul can see
and recall that love
they had for me.
I'll leave my soul
for another time
and call again when
the stress clock chimes.







This is a very unique and stunning, heart-and-soul-felt ode to a sad and lonely soul...
Very creative imagery with outstanding use of metaphoric surrealism within your brilliant poem!
I wish you the best of luck in this contest, for you have another award-winning entry here.



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