Soul Searching Deliberation

I write for me and sanity poetry my liberty I bleed on virgin pages history lost to transcending ages of love and life I often write questioning wrong from right pensively in reflection self-absorbed by introspection soul-searching deliberation mind-boggling flagellation infatuated consternation meandering to destination pen on page sweet release quill and scroll inner peace truth is found in fantasy reality masked by comedy my poetry has piercing pulse lyric lines betray impulse metered yes or maybe not rules unlearned I have forgot thoughts unfold by casting lots garden grown forget-me-nots ambiance has sacred spots scripts unfurl Gordian knots I held the key sheared the lock broke chains turned back the clock a Phoenix rose from desert sand and burned the devil’s clutching hand