The Depths of Me
by Wendy M. Z. (me)
Early one Frosty morn
I ventured out into
the wood at dawn.
I came upon
a snake tongued path
I made a choice
no turning back.
I took the path leading to sea
where I wait for one
to sail the depths of me.
©WMZ 2011
Monday, January 10, 2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
Eternity Has No Other Name
by:
Wendy M. Z. (me)
Etched in blood
we are enslaved
Freed we are
in the arms of rain
Cleansing served cold
ignites more pain
Only in warmth
can we be saved.
© 2011 - WMZ
If you guessed me, Wendy, at M's place: CONGRATULATIONS!!!! You WIN a great big virtual hug and kiss!
And, a huge smile!
:D
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