Never In My Wholeness Body of Time

Never in my wholeness body of time incarnate have I sought my words to be heard louder than now,
For words form soft havens, shelters for the stricken, taken out to sea clambering beyond their wits,
And as this violent inner sea roars from the ships deck to it's creaking, fractured and perilous bow,
A literary composition in the form of a soliloquy erupts within me, with all that a simple word line omits,

Far, fair forest, Arden, gift to Shakespeare and the limitless roaming's of bold Kings in their pillars of time,
Redirect me through your solemn ceremony - gift me with your calamities and your shaken, cold romance,
Dig for me a sacred place, a holy space, where it is a poet with his bold, folded parchment finds true rhyme,
And settle me in there, inside sleepy quietude, a place where I might assure my freedoms held there at a glance,

For never in my wholeness body of time incarnate have I sought my words to be heard louder than now.

Thom Douglas Carlisle ( Irish Tommy Moran ) - Ireland

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Wow, that is powerful word play!
I liked, I liked very much.

Mo,

Thank ye for your appreciation of my efforts in this piece.

Thank ye, Mo,

tommo / Ireland