Another's Hand

There are times I feel another's hand inside of mine
a voice other than my own speaks from deep within
as though a dream were this awakening mind that keeps
rowing ahead day to day
wondering to find a way,
There are rhymes too old to come from me which come to be in verse
which write themselves from who knows where
perhaps the dead are living there
Is anything impossible to truly divine?
There are times I feel another's hand inside of mine...



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2014-05-25 at 01:10

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Well, we at BBP like this very much indeed. It may not surprise Yhe Salon to learn that our FT tends to feel a wing. There are some nice regular rhythms in this piece, very pleasing to the ear, and altogether it is a very interesting musing. Applause!
2014-05-26


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Well done!
2014-05-25


Nabeela Altaf
Yes! I feel this too.
It's when you need someone to just comfort you and tell you you're going the right way. People maybe impatient for this.
:)
2014-05-25