Energy The Treasury

If someone asked me what would be

The perfect present

I would answer in a wink, without a think:


And probably


Peace inside

So I can ride out tough spots,

Tragic phases when they come,

For come they do as surely as

My name is You.

But this you have to know also:

They go

And something takes their place.


Just the same, old chummy peace

Craves energy to be released.

When Mr E goes into hibernation

Taking toll on all relations,

I retreat, wait and relax,

Force a hope that it comes back,

Charging up my back-tery.

A temple of potential, energy!


I’ve written poetry,

I’ve called for, chronicled,

Describing, naming, yelling, telling for,

It is the germ of wholeness.


Energy The Treasury 7.13.2016

Circling Round Energy;

Arlene Corwin



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