It's the whisper of the winds
It's where I begin to love again
Bleeding words from felt tip veins
needing more to feel the same

Chasing high's and rhyme's
Night to day and back to time
Bringing forth the memories to mind
While purging on the dotted line

It's my forgiveness
My redemption
My penance
and my protection

It's a wall to hide
What's right there
behind my eyes
behind my life

You've hit on some good things in this, and I particularly like these two stanzas. I think many will relate.

Funny you should say that, Pamme - I like the whole thinge except the final two stanzas - they seem a bit dishonest. Summing up for the sake of summing up. The rest of it has a very nice rhtyhm and often subtle rhyme. Good work!

You'll note that it is stanzas one and three which I speak of, not the final two, although of the second to last:



This does not feel false at all to me, but rather offers reasons why this writer must write what he/she does. The first stanza that I noted was simply lovely in its descriptive quality of the writer's need to write poetry.

I do like the first stanza.

I liked each and every verse, I thought your barricade was well described.

Dinah

Gradient,

I enjoyed this very much!

I loved these lines:



elise

I loved this. I was very touched by the words in every line! Much enjoyed this!

Congratulations on winning the "What Poetry Means To Me" challenge with this entry.

Your poem has been moved to the Special Collection and I have also posted it into the winner forum.

Well done.

Congratulations!
On taking the 1st






...most worthy

Dinah

Congrats Gradient on your well-deserved win!


elise

Congrats, Gradient! Welcome to the winner's circle!

I really love this poem..... it rock... the title it perfect!!!

acutely perceptive write

The first stanza is beautifully worded, nice write