The time of healing is near
yet for a distance,
Tears unshed with silent screams
Agony through the barrier of solitude.
Emotions create voids;
voids of self-discovery
Is it fear of vulnerability?
Arrows of others’ views
The bows of torment are sprung…
The clouds of time are building slowly
The torrent of healing is falling
Time strikes through
The barrier disintergrates.
As the quiet of a storm
so silence of the heart,
Focus on solitude lifts
Wounds wrap in scars.
Scars fall apart
lives weave a quilt of patchwork,
Thread sewn – meant to tear
The needle of Love
first and last
Eternal Union…
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Kim Koning 
Hello Kim. I’m enjoying your blog. Your poetry is wonderful as usual however I’m noticing that pain seems to be a frequent theme. I hope that is not indicative of your real life. Hope all is well with you.
Hi Tom
I guess my poetry is sometimes just raw. I find it easier to write of the darker emotions – which I have experienced a few of – but I am not all dark 🙂 will put up some lighter poetry just for you!
Thanks for stopping by…