Charmed Chaos
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Soul Fight
“At four in the morning my body bumped against the ceiling” – Jim Harrison
The mind conspires with imagination the sense of floating in mid-air
traveling to the stars and beyond, amidst the ethered spheres.
In the twilight drifting off into a hypnotic sleep,
the soul takes over to soar through the sky
for I’m seeking my love tonight.
As I float I go to him watching him sing and play
wishing to caress his worn and weathered face,
hold him tight until his demons abstain,
give up their soul-less fight and go on their way.
But then with a sudden jerk in my soul,
my conscious mind comes through,
and tries to convince me I can’t fly,
for a mere human cannot soar in an ebony sky.
My soul puts up a fight and refuses to give in,
for the soul is the one in charge tonight
and the one who will ultimately win.
©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg
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The soul accomplishes that which the body can’t. I enjoyed the rescue mission 😊
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Thank you Vivian.
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😊
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The struggle so well told in these powerful lines:
“hold him tight until his demons abstain,
give up their soul-less fight and go on their way”
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Thank you Laura. I appreciate your kind words.
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Wonderful when the soul can take over. Well done.
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Thank you Andrew. Appreciate you coming by.
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The soul always knows. Lovely poem Linda. ☺❤
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Thank you Walt. Yes, it does. ❤️😊
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You’re welcome my friend ☺❤
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Reblogged this on The Reluctant Poet.
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