Hollow Reed

swingline

 

 

Make my life a hollow reed

That will bend in stormy breeze

For in numbers I find my strength

Beneath the willow tree

 

Make my life like the rock

Piled high upon , top to top

A stonewall that runs for miles

Around my life it stands

 

Make my life short but sweet

Give me peace not dire defeat

Give me love and woman's sigh

Admist  the clovered fields

 

Make my life a Godly song

One that knows right from wrong

With wisdom as old as stars

I'll dance inside the fire

 

Make my life to unfold

I am tired , my shoes have holes

My dreams are seeds cast to the winds

I , as just the husk remains

 

Make my life now come to end

It's my time to propend

I'll walk among the ghost's remains

As willingly I sing :

 

Hollow reeds will bend not break

Hollow reeds will not forsake

Of hollow reeds my death bed make

Let me lie amongst the stars

  • Author: swingline (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 21st, 2017 00:26
  • Comment from author about the poem: Mathew 12:20 A bruised reed he will not break , and a smoldering wick he will not snuff out , till he has brought justice through to victory .
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  • Goldfinch60

    Lie among the stars in time but not yet, you have more words to bring to us.

    • swingline

      Ha ha , I will do . Thank you Goldfinch60 .

    • orchidee

      A fine and eloquent write. Some do, sadly, break off broken reeds, and quench smouldering wicks. Harsh, uncaring, thoughtless, etc. Impatience even. If it's broken, they don't bother to try to fix it, but just chuck it out. A comforting verse too.

    • swingline

      Ah ! Thank you orchidee for such a beautiful comment .

    • Michael Edwards

      It is indeed a fine piece of poetry

    • swingline

      Thank you Michael Edwards for reading .

    • swingline

      Thank you Diamond for taking time to read .

    • Augustus

      Having stage 4 cancer this poem speaks to me in a certain way, perhaps one not intended . I loved it.

      • swingline

        My heart goes out to you , I just found out yesterday that another poet I know has terminal cancer . Poets are special people . They let us see life through God's eyes . May God grant you peace , stength , and reconcilliation . I will mention you in my prayers .

        • Augustus

          Appreciate your prayers and comment.



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