Poetry Train…
Strong Arms…
Strong arms hold me close.
Strong arms push me away.
I wonder why I chose to stay.
Strong arms keep me safe.
Strong arms crush me tight.
I wonder why I chose to fight.
Strong arms give me help.
Strong arms cause me pain.
I wonder what I hope to gain.
Strong arms enfold me.
Strong arms swallow me.
I wonder what I hope to be.
Strong arms keep me free.
Strong arms tie me down.
I wonder how I hope to live.
I wish I could stop wondering…
T.A. Chase c. 2008
6 Responses “Poetry Train…”
I wish i would have strong arms that would embrace me!
But has you said in this poem, it always come with a price!
What a wonderful poem and that picture is too hot for words!
Wow
I can’t think of any other words. Thanks TA.
Welcome back and have a great week.
It’s good to have you back TA. Haunting lines today that really hit me and brought back some memories of a past relationship.
Take care and have a great Monday.
Thanks, Y.
I have to admit this poem was a little harder to write simply because I had a pattern in mind and then I had to fit the words into it…lol.
I’ve had that feeling myself more than once.
I really like this one. The last line is my favorite. I totally know that feeling.