by Gregory J. Belisle
I will take my bow,
watch the curtain fall down
as I step away, unknown
I must go.
This is what living is like
the tattered sails fixed with the wind,
fighting all I have to withstand
this feeling of giving in,
it's a love and it's a take
it's a trade wind blowing my wake...
From:
Tradewinds & Lighthouses and Other Stories
Copyright ©:
Gregory J. Belisle
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ABOUT THE POET ~
I'm a student, majoring in Criminal Justice and Prelaw studies. I write music, paint, and write poems to relax and express what legal papers and citations can only dream of., There's two sides to every coin, sometimes I'm both at once.
Last updated November 21, 2014