Tag: disarm

Wounded

Wounded

I love your gentleness
Even though I see your fire
You are a wounded soul
Who fights
I feel your ire

Rugged exterior
But silently brooding
Your spirit bruised
Its power immense
But always eluding

Your head
is lit by the moon
Your heart
darkened by the storms
Your body has been hewn

Let me heal you
Protect you from harm
Light the way
Out of the tunnel
And your enemies disarm

 

Christine Bolton – Poetry for Healing ©

 

Word Prompts:

Rugged

Silent

Immense

Moonlit

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