Open Poetry #50 |
Night Moves |
JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
my eyes are drawn to the evening stars cicadas execute magical symphonies I light candles setting a special mood they flicker back unto the starry night it's the end of the day and I am sated There's a far off place on my mind no one is there except her and I my eyes are drawn to the evening stars cicadas execute magical symphonies in the heavens' it's her face I seek and when I see it I become weak ©February 6, 2017, 2012 / Jerry Pat Bolton ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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2islander2 Member Ascendant
since 2008-03-12
Posts 6825by the sea |
excellent, jerry, poetry is made for that, to astonish and bring true emotion, you made me hear cigales, yann |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you, yann, for the very nice comment. I truly moved me. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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Bluesy Socrateaser Member Elite
since 2002-11-07
Posts 2417In The Mirror |
quote:Beautiful thoughts here JerryPat...ones that I intimately relate too. You know your mind and some of mine as well. ...just bein' Bluesy |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
I hear you loud and clear, Bluesy. Thank you. ~ If they give you ruled paper, write sideways. ~ |
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