Sy, Your poetry has taught me much And I am an apprentice of sorts In fact others feel the same According to what they report But this verse is extraordinary Not just for the poetry But for the wisdom of the soul And how it is expressed exquisitly This is one of my favorites! Elizabeth
Marge, You know some times I feel very old, *L*. Ohme, Fear not your on your way You will make a full bouquet. Sunshine, You have seen the light, For you there is no night. *L* Denise, Since you have a large wingspan For you he has a special plan. *L* Elizabeth, To me you do a word ballet Leaving me in twilight grey I watch your dainty rhymes of flight And go to sleep with them at night. *L*
Florida's Foreverly Shores
The difference between mature and 'old', is knowing when to pen again, the golden words you weave so well ... to capture us all in your spell. Weaving us within the web of your soul's tide that has yet to ebb.
------------------ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ firstname.lastname@example.org
Member Rara Avis
Marge, Your little poem went to my head, And from there I went straight to bed. Thank you so much. Hoot, I don't know about that ruth If you want to know the truth. Nan, To me you are a special fan a special nan If you weren't a women I'd say, you da man.