Volcanic forces
of anger spew from my mind,
relieving pressure.
Forgiveness offered
whether deserving or not.
No limit to love.
of anger spew from my mind,
relieving pressure.
Forgiveness offered
whether deserving or not.
No limit to love.
I mentioned to Eldest the other night that I had a fairly wide open day Friday. Writer that he is, he wondered if I would perhaps like a wri...
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I got your poem. I think. It could have different meaning from one person to the next though. Which is what makes it sooo great.
Brittish boys. Yum. And if I find that cabana boy...I will share (I get the good parts though!)
Ok, I get Krissy's first part of the comment, but did I miss a stanza, the one about the British boys, especially the cabana one?!
Thanks for this poem. I know about the volcanic eruptions relieving pressure...phew!
It is best to let anger out, otherwise it just stays in and rots...even nastier.
It is even better to let forgiveness out though. I hope all is well now
x
All I can say is, "Oh yes!" And thanks for saying it.
Everyone gets angry at times. Those who love, usually forgive.
Excellently said.
It does feel like pressure, doesn't it - and then the relief of forgiveness. I like what 'they' say - that forgiving heals for the one who forgives, not the one forgiven.
Forgiveness is a gift you give yourself, this poem makes that more fitting than ever!! Well done, very apparent what is meant! Nice loving heart you have there!
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Ah, these are great! Clear, concise and clever!
Cool take on the prompt. I like the second one the most.
You didn't have to explain yourself (but I know the feeling) because I got it right away. Such a lovely poem!
I can relate to the first one. Enjoyed both of them.
Awesome poem! Loved it. Nice job.
i get it love.
xoxo
Aren't we blessed that there is no limit to love?
..yes, there must be a distinction between legal pardon-clemency-the issue of "deserving or not"_ and forgiveness~out of love-perhaps -not offered as charity-(for an action,omission or crime)-a kind compassionate poem..many thanks..
I like to call my volcanic eruptions "psychotic episodes".
Thank God my man loves me so much.
Great 'kus!
These 2 poems work so well together. Anger is swift and fleeting but the harm done can be long lasting. Thank goodness for forgiveness.
one fleeting indiscretion...& yet love's eternal presence~~ a very comforting poem
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