These are my musings and observations on my daily life, loves and the laughter that are all a part of my experience of living now in the shires of England.

Sunday 11 March 2012

No more - Poetry by Marjorie H Morgan


No more

Instinctively the hearts knew
before the minds could speak
the nonchalant searching
through the sea
of beating souls
was matched
*
there will be
no more
            waiting.

(1996)
© Marjorie H Morgan 2012 
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