Dedicated
06 May 2010 7 Comments
in Poetry
I am made of war and wisdom,
battles fought, warriors are fell,
and the General,
I stand silent of the fallen.
I am the fighter
mind enough to follow mine
to the world of death.
These wings plated with gold and brown
hold high my head, my fight.
Beside me – Heart
I will lose the battle of mind.
I am the Mind’s hope
No longer held by my binds
Now I’m flying free.
Josephine R. Le’Ghard
May 6, 2010
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May 07, 2010 @ 00:00:28
I have to say that this is one of the better poems I’ve read on blogs. Good job!
May 07, 2010 @ 00:01:52
Thank you. That means a lot.
May 07, 2010 @ 00:03:05
You’re welcome! I know how it feels like to receive compliments on my poetry too.
“the bloodjet is poetry”!
May 07, 2010 @ 00:08:43
/smiles/ I only just got back into Poetry. It was my writing of choice a few years ago. Then I decided I needed to work on something a little more productive.
I put that muse away for while. And now everyone around me is throwing prose and haiku at my head and I decided to try to put myself back in it. Guess this means I’m finally back!
May 07, 2010 @ 00:11:35
Good on you, girl! You can never write too much poetry (or at least I like to think so). And yes, welcome back to poetry. You’re not a bad poet and not at all as cliched as other poems (online) tend to be.
May 07, 2010 @ 00:14:08
That’s a good thing then. /laughs/ I figured I was walking that line, swaying really.
May 08, 2010 @ 10:58:24
i was there, i saw all the bodies. thanks for the tribute, Your words alway energize me
keep it up