As the days, weeks, months and years go by I have learnt that unkind thoughts can and do invade my mind at times.  But I like to think that I am learning to retract and replace such thoughts with gentler, kinder more forgiving ones.  This poem reflects that intention.


​​Inky darkness fills my mind

With racing thoughts, of love unkind.

Wanton hope, like blended strokes

Brings balming waves, to soothe these times.

© Cheryl Mary Coleman, 2016 Expression #8 2.9.16

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