Poetry: Spill My Fondue, Oh My Soul


Spill my fondue, oh my soul

No more theatrical shows

Flow, my spirit, flow

Flow out of my golden bowl

Enough acts to play

Enough masks to wear all day

Freedom is on my trail

It's time I seize what's real

Spill my fondue, oh my soul

Do it before I'm old

I'm unique, so I've been told

It's time to cease living many-fold

He loves me for being true

A love so out-of-the-blue

Don't wanna him to misconstrue

Me, and someday I rue

Spill my fondue, oh my soul

Don't let the love grow cold

The Lord made me so

His work, I'm proud to show!

November 5, 2014

© 2016 Carmen Beth

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rdsparrowriter 10 months ago

Beautiful words :) Yes be true to yourself and bloom :)

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