Bend, Pretend, Rend- I had those words written down in my poetry doc, wanting to write a poem with them. Today I finally figured out how they made a poem.
Crying To The Skies 5/2/12
Crying to the skies I start to bend.
Screaming in the pain, I can't pretend.
Curling in a ball, feeling my heart rend.
Wishing for relief only You can send.
Praying for the fears most can't see.
Asking for assurance You're with me.
Knowing You guide all I'll be.
Calling to the Love that set me free.
Hearing Your voice as I pray.
Giving on the altar my fears today.
Listening to what You have to say.
Trusting You'll hold, come what may.
Copyright © 2012 Ophelia M. Flowers