Worthy

sylviasearcher

What if I’m worthy?
Of paintings and poetry
Picnics and pretty things
Not just empty imaginings

What if the ocean roars I’m worthy?
As I swim deep into its infinity
Embraced and drawn deep
Into a pool of love awake from sleep

What if you whispered into my ear I’m worthy?
Buried so deep it’s time to unearth me
Stretch me out across your sandy shore
And watch me unravel as you me adore

What if I was always worthy?
Waiting, wailing, burning into eternity
Until I caught my reflection in your eye
And when I saw you see me soaring high

I reached for your hand
And you heard me sigh

I’m ready to be worthy
Of paintings and poetry
Picnics and pretty things
Make me be my imaginings

Wash me away
With you
Tonight

 

  • Author: sylviasearcher (Offline Offline)
  • Published: June 17th, 2019 02:40
  • Comment from author about the poem: Oh here’s something I wrote which took me out of my comfort zone. Sorry if it had the same effect on you
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • Michael Edwards

    Contrary to worthy
    thinking, being popular isn't
    something you recognise it's
    something you earn.

    That aside this is an inspired write - much enjoyed.

    • sylviasearcher

      Thank you for your ever kind words. Being popular sounds like an endeavour doesn’t it?

    • Neville

      He takes her hand and listens for that sigh.................

      Whether deeply within, or somewhere outside of her own comfort zone, the woman can write for sure.... .... Neville

      • sylviasearcher

        Thanks for your kind words Neville

        It may not have seemed so but there was a battle within to write this one

        • Neville

          my words are free and truly meant.. and I do not doubt you still.... N

          • sylviasearcher

            You do not doubt me still?

            • Neville

              correct...

              • sylviasearcher

                I’m not sure what that means but thanks

              • dusk arising

                The spirit which brought the essence of these thoughts to you is your recognition of beauty. One cannot recognise beauty until beauty is within ones self. That being said, your spiritual beauty is within all which you describe here and shared with many of us poets today.

              • Suresh

                Your words are deeply thought, and something for all to self experience. Many a worthy quotations you have penned.

                • sylviasearcher

                  Thanks I am always grateful of kind words 😌



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