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Poems published in an Anthology titled Letters to the Soul. Each won honorable mention in
a poetry contest.
Transformation: by Deborah Grate Frink
My soul bleats a fountain
of tears
creating the craters puddles fill
flowing from the shallow waters
forming a lake crystal clear
exposing
gloomy images
Saddened faces, tattered homes, deformed dreams
Perish your wounds, rise up high
Ascend the mountains,
flee the barriers
Explore the opposite side
Incite the waters, gaze upon the view
Once lake of pain,
Now elegance
of the ocean.
New Life by Deborah Grate Frink
In the midst of the night
I hear a faint call
Is
it a dream or has my journey ended?
Shall I answer or must I remain in
silence?
Darkness fills the air -
As the
crickets chant a song
My dreary heart thumps a beat to every
chirpin’ sound
Fate, Destiny - stand by my side
Walk
with me through this forlorn path
Shelter me from the blazin' sun
A purpose - in life - is that what I have?
Yet
my soul lays down, wilted, distorted
Like a broken limb, hangin’ lifeless on a tree
A voice high above, sends
a chill to my ears
Panting, briskly and short
Awake and stand firm
‘Tis a dream
The journey has not ended,
It
has just begun.
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