Poetry Exhumes

Poetry Exhumes
From the Life or Death
Of a desired Expression
Which has never been told.
It is the Birth
Of its own Freedom.

by Cecelia Weir

Comments (1)

Nicely put Cecelia, yes indeed, each poem has a birth and this is a lovely way of putting it. I have just given birth again myself - poetrywise. Love and hugs Ernestine XX