Petal break; sharpen chords; Hands in rove; Stuttered stoke.
Stretch the rumble out to smoke. Ringing dissonance.
Now bring a broken melody. Break the clouds in poetry. Slow the strength. fingers' seat. Slow the strength.
Trees across the plain. Etch their ache within sustain. Grasses blowing, softly there. Lift descent. Flow her there. ================================ shhhhh .... listen ... Im whispering into the wind...
"Your rhymes soothe me mothy soul" "thank you for that my soulful squirrel"
Member Rara Avis
Ron, Ah, perhaps my poem helped inspire your Showered in Silent Words? If not, I will pretend it did anyway, and feel honored that my words could inspire yours, or, at the very least, fire your mind a bit.
Sun, oh, I definitely intend to read this aloud. And thanks for the well wishes and congratulations!
(smiles) This is beautiful, sweet friend, I love to walk out in the freezing rain (as long as it is not hailing of course) as it is so comforting and I feel great tranquility doing so! (big hugggsssss) This is wonderfully composed, sweet friend, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Michael, thank you for sharing!
May love and light always shine upon you!
Love, Noah Eaton
"Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..."