I told you
In my letter home
If it does not bleed
I will not read
Each word to weep
Upon a lonely street
Each strangers voice
My soul to keep.
Its fiery passion
To light the sky
Each raindrop
Or impassioned cry
Each deep injustice
Imprisoned flame
That calls to silence
Deep disdain.
The froth of life
To boiling point
Verse ignored
Without a voice
Each individual
Denied a vote
My letter home
A poetical note.
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Author:
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) (
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Comments5
Letters like any writing ignored is painful. Very nicely written
thanks for read always much appreciated
You are most welcome Norman
Such letters are priceless. Too many letters are written unpoetically. Much enjoyed read. 🕊️🙏
most kind, thanking you always appreciated
Most welcome, Norman 🕊️🙏
Lovely, enjoyable read. Nicely penned!
thanking you, always much appreciated
So you were at a bus stop somewhere and had to write a letter home in case the bus didn't turn up to take you home. lol.
LUCKILY THERE WAS A POST BOX NEAR THE BUS STOP LOL !!!!!!!!!!!
Ah good lol.
Norman, what a powerful poem. There’s real fire in this...not just emotionally, but morally too. The lines about injustice and silence carry weight, and that “imprisoned flame” imagery lingers long after the read. It feels like a defense of poetry as something living and necessary...something that still refuses to look away. Wonderful write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
thanking you most sincerely, you summed up exactly the way I felt after writing it, I write so quickly I have to read it afterwards to see what Ive written, much appreciated read comments
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