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before the fall was over
did angels gather round
in search of light
and destinies
set free
from others
worn by heartache
robbed the willing curse
the power to claim
of life was meant to be
ages still and I am one
the same as then –
to differ
seeds of recognition –
at last are taking hold
poems writ but
found no ease –
no verse of consecration
fields to burn
now standing in the cold
love without
one more goodbye
sealed beneath the moss –
lovers counting lies
where silence sleeps
broken by acceptance
of weakness
more than sin –
of arms denied the comfort
no one keeps
turn from me
turn away –
for I can not be wasted –
to know of love that whispers
plans to pay
steal my soul
if this be all –
was come of resurrection
leave me without mercy
lest my truth be
sold away
tornadoday 
“fields to burn
now standing in the cold”
Brings back memories of boyhood on the farm (not pleasant ones). Liked the rest of this one though.
xo
Paul
Well, you surely know that the window of opportunity for burning off a field is a little one. Too early, and you run the risk of burning your house and barn down too. Too late, and spring will find you have nothing to grow……. Thank you for the part you do love! Always, truly Paul. ~ Love, Bobbie
I need always take a deep breath before reading your poems……you then always take it away! Beautiful!
O, what a sweet thing to say……. You touch me and I am smiling! Thank you, thank you, thank you. ~ Much love, Bobbie
don’t know what to say….. beautiful poem!
Thank you, Linda. To be honest, I wasn’t sure about this one, and almost hit the delete button. Then, I remembered, that not everything I write is about me! 😀 Go figure! Thank you so much, my dear. Love you always, Bobbie
Once i prayed to the Lord and asking him why i write the way I do,..because I do not realize what i have written until weeks later, and when i start…i do not feel like i did not finish some of them…but another has finished the words! He said there are some out there waiting for that exact message whose hearts will be moved and who will change their lives…because they feel the love of my seeds within! Your poems are so very beautiful and many times i have to read them sometimes 7 times…and yet the essence of your words always possess the peace of a selfless soul! You are a spiritual pied piper who makes many think outside the box…and enjoy the table of delights that were set with the smorgasboard of your words trying to dissect the many messages when they are not for all…but their beauty is meant to enjoy always! Forgive my rambling but that is what came to my mind to share! They will before the fall is over claim and set many destinies free as there is a season for everything!.