Hello Fellow Steemit Followers and Peeps,
Today I bring you round - 9 of my Recapturing Beauty Of Old Writing. As always I do hope that y'all enjoy your read hear today.;)) With the clouds over head we have finally been granted a cool kinda day. So enjoy your weekend my Fellow Steemers for I am going to sit back and drink me a nice cold Corona.;))
Happy days Fellow Steemers
Finally Free
From the beginning I have always
Stood better on two feet, only
Holding half of the world’s fears.
I’m not broken from any emotional
card game waiting to be played
out. I stand tall only for me
to awake what lies within my
Heart.
Will it ever be seen as true
Beauty, I will never know but the
Beating race in my chest verifies
I’m still standing.
Standing to survive the blows
Thrown from beneath
The soul of life. Holding onto
All the small things, as if
I fear them never to be true.
Closing down all emotional calls
to open up the truth of my life.
I am finally free from the emotional
Wreck that awaits me.
By Kelly Clegg
4/20/13 - 6:15pm
Fire Raging Tornado
It’s time again, I must
Write to gain that
Of a simple release.
There is a fire upon
My mind in which
You have created without
Hesitation.
My very thoughts drag
Me deeper and deeper
Into that of a daydream
Dancing its images across
The darkest corners
Of my mind.
I can feel you as you slip
Your hands upon the
Bare skin of my body.
You are in my sight now;
Let us forget all that
Plays havoc within our
Hearts.
For in this moment it
Is only you and I
Here in this fire raging
Tornado.
Don’t let go; allow me
To pull your soul
Close to me as my body
Becomes weak.
Take me there where my
Heart is racing, body is
Shaking, and my finger
Tips tingle at the slightest
Touch of you warm body
Brushing its way over
Me.
I cannot keep away; you
Are that drug of adrenaline
Rushing through my
Veins like white waters
Crashing against that in
Which creates these walls
Around my soul.
Without hesitation you have
Me racing towards the eye
Of the storm in which we have
Created between us.
By Kelly Clegg
8/08/16
12:30:00
Five More Minutes
It's a quarter to midnight and
Music is bleeding out from the
Corner of the room. I can't
Help but cross paths with the
Thought of you. Swooping
In like a thousand butterflies;
You have infected my mind
With that of a distraction; a
Distraction hypnotizing me to
The idea of you. You got me
Questioning reality with the
Way you walk so soundly;
Leaving traces of your
Presence by that of sweet
Perfume and sticky greens
Lingering. Taking me so high;
So high cloud nine feels like
That of simple child play.
You have me hoping on five
More minutes of your sweet
Presence; come on girl only
Five more minutes and we
Could be climbing this high
Together. Let us take it slow
For the next five minutes
Could be the start of something
Worth leaving our mark upon.
By Kelly Clegg
4/3/17
01:16:04