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A RETURN by Kara D. Spain

My poem, “A Return” is about recent events in my life, where I engaged in too much harsh debate with others, and began to take it to heart...

My intentions, though noble, caused me to lose sight of my life’s purpose. Returning to my own inner voice and meditating on my poetry, reminded me of where I need to be. I need not listen to other voices in the world; I simply need to stay on the path that has been given to me and keep my ear pressed to the voice inside.



A Return
by Kara D. Spain

In the stillness, I listened,
leaned in with my invisible ear,
pressed to your bosom of love;
forgive me, I'd forgotten the sound of your voice.
I'd been listening to other ones,
their clanging noise, deafening me to your words.
Yours is a small whisper-
one of lingering intuition,
and passion for truth and balance.
I return to your secure arms,
though you're not the same- new arms,
of strength and verdure, guiding me,
like moon’s illumination, on a dark road.
It is here that I will renew my mind;
here I will return to the path, I'd strayed from



Kara D. Spain: I’m a poet that often writes in the lyrical, formal fashion on various themes. I’m published by Journey of the Heart: Women’s Spiritual Poetry, Indiana Voice Journal, felan magazine, The Poet Community, and forthcoming by The Penwood Review. I also author my own blog: Lyrical Discovery. When I’m not writing, I enjoy spending time with my husband and our two spoiled cats, while drinking coffee and philosophizing on the state of the world.







If you are interested in seeing your poetry appear in this blog, or submitting a poem by a woman that has inspired you, please click here for submission guidelines. I greatly look forward to hearing from you!



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