This week’s entry for 3ww
Sometimes the cage of my abode overwhelms me
With absolute ease, I flee to the outside
Nothing on me , save the burden of the heart
Hands tucked in the pockets, and so I start
The outflank relief to a tough situation
is a solitary walk along the beach
My mind wanders backwards, and seeks
My recluse, my happy place I reach
With the music of the heart playing
omission of the dissonance of the brain
I reach to the reins of god
assaying inner peace, but in vain.
Teal's poetry blog 
Sep 15, 2011 @ 14:34:36
Sometimes, it just isn’t enough…
spoken inside the mind
Sep 16, 2011 @ 05:02:50
the search for peace is never in vain – nice rhyme.
Sep 16, 2011 @ 20:30:08
Just reach a little further. I’m sure peace is possible.
Great use of three words. Here is my attempt.
Sep 18, 2011 @ 12:43:52
Echo Alice’s words.
Sep 20, 2011 @ 05:50:20
sometimes it’s hard to find that peace.