Tag Archive: Inner streangth


Riding alone in Camelot

 

 

Riding alone in Camelot

Not giving my heart a thought

My horse galloping

though the wind.

Riding alone in Camelot

 

Me and my Mare

without a care

because I am Me

Riding

Riding alone

I’m riding alone in Camelot.

The feeling is clear

as we pound through the air

the Earth slipping

past

The wind blowing through my hair

Riding alone in Camelot

Without a thought

Without a care

Flying in the air!

 

 

 for Jingle’s poetry on  Trips travel and vacation  🙂

 

blessed be

Two souls dwell, alas! in my breast. (Johann Wolfgang von Goethe)

Every day I am yearning

Yearning to be free

Everyday I am yearning

yearning to be me.

She hurts inside

She needs to heal

I’m locked inside

wanting to feel.

Where’s the lock?

Where’s the key?

LET ME OUT!

SHE NEEDS ME!

She can’t do this

on her own

the past has shown

she can’t, not alone.

She has me locked

so far away,

I am yearning for the day

SHE MEETS ME.