June 2, 2013

Words

By W.R.R.

Words bring comfort to wounded souls
around the moon the whispers flow
into the pain
the healing heart
of another
catch
then let them go

~ ~ ~

© W.R.R. 5-13-2011

About W.R.R.

Bipolar & survivor of incest/child sex abuse and adult male rape; bisexual, polyamorist, poet/writer/advocate & married father of four. View all posts by W.R.R.
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One response to “Words”

  • joanandgoodmen
    June 4th, 2013 at 11:42 pm

    May the road rise up to meet you.
    May the wind always be at your back.
    May the sun shine warm upon your face,
    and rains fall soft upon your fields.
    And until we meet again,
    May God hold you in the palm of His hand

    Reply

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