Soul of My Arms

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Soul of My Arms

I’ve only dashed away from my solitude
but I feel it creep behind
My dark side towing all the angles of hope
flipping switches in my head
Thé succor of life threading me onward
Love’s generosity spreads its arms
across my universe
I’m home in my silence
I’m home in my breath
I’m home in the soul of my arms

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Leo,

Semi aloneness, a women captured my heart!

Regards,
Al

[Leo]

Interesting introspective piece..I always question my solitude and whether or not it is okay to be a loner haha

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Marge!

Since meeting Debra my soul has expanded!

Regards,
Al

[barleygirl]

Another poem by you about home! I like this one even better! This describes how I feel about living alone in the wilderness. It never feels alone to me! I love how your descriptions flow as if on a river of loving sentiments (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Jacob!

I feel a twin sons of different mothers in us.

Regards,
Al

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i am living this these days...but finding enough comfort in my solitude that it is quite alright.
j.