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HOLE TO FEED

Kim van Breda August 1, 2014 Sadness 1

HOLE TO FEED

here…. you can love me
share the things I’m sure
you mean
when you say
I mean the world to
You
feeding my hole

there… I chose to share
love and precious life
with you
your promises
rang so pure and true
You
feeding my hole

then…she seized your heart
with mouth and saliva’s
warm lips
wet nuzzle
clinging to the perfect
You
feeding my hole

when…your words left me
shattered in sharp shards
broken heart
earth bound
bells rang out my life in
You
feeding my hole

© Kim van Breda—31 July 2014

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Kim Van Breda

Hi all you creative artists out there I live in the beautiful city of Cape Town /South Africa but also have dual residency in the USA so spend a lot of time there too. I am a Professional Counselor and also a Regional Director for a Social Entrepreneur health and wellness company called "Mannatech". They are Internationally based and the most awesome company to work with as they support worldwide feeding of malnourished children with their products. You can check out my website to find out more about them, which is: http://www.mannapages.com/kimvanbreda However..... My first love and passion has ALWAYS been writing--- more recently mostly poetry. I love weaving words and expressing emotions, feelings and pictures in a poem. Happy to be on this wonderful site. Thank you Vijay. "A POET MAKES SILK DRESSES OUT OF WORMS"--Wallace Stevens

1 Comment

Vijay Vaghela Log in to Reply

August 1, 2014 at 9:07 am

Dear Kim Van Breda, your lines unearth back from memory the saying…”what goes up must come down…”; playing along the significance of this which applies to all experiences around us, experiences in nature, in life, in love, in relationships, in friendships, in beliefs, and so on, one realizes through the hurt, that change is always lurking around the corner to destroy permanency, with life ending with death, love ending with parting, and from under the veil of truth emerges the monster of falsehood in disguise, a hungry wolf in humble sheep’s clothing.