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Entry for the featured poem (1 reply)

2 years ago
WriterCoder 2 years ago

Hi Susan ,

I saw your post on ig for the featured poem . I really loved the concept and moved over to your website. I read the last featured poem and it was so heartfelt 💜

I would like to submit a poem too. 

I have titled this as "Dust and stars"

I lay buried in dust.

among specks of pollen on earth,

and I'd be happy if I could find,

a few to stand by my side.

But God said to me ,

 "Oh dear !

A place as such in here ?"

He smiled while I'd weep and scream ,

He threw me up,

 in the unknown realms !

Trapped in violent storms ,

I waited for my fall .

And a dozen chances I took ,

To poise myself as I looked ,

Everyone around 

had their places found.

"Why , Oh Lord why? , I'd ask,

Don't you hear my cries ?"

And as soon as I sighed,

And gave up all my might,

The night had grown the darkest,

and the storms around had died.

A hand gently came ,

and nudged me to take the last step.

And when I turned around , I saw,

What I deemed to be a fall ,

was in fact an ascent tall !

And while I thought I fell ,

I rose above the hell.

"Dust and dirt and land ,

said the Lord,

"aren't your place to be !

You my child shall stand,

among these shining stars you see."








Susan Katz
2 years ago
Susan Katz 2 years ago

Thank you so much for submitting this very emotional and visual poem.  I have very much enjoyed reading it and will carefully select the featured poem for next week - yours will certainly be in the mix!  Thank you for following my website and for being a part of the passion of poetry, Susan

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