Open Poetry #1 |
the birth of a poem |
IsabelleSkye Member
since 1999-06-27
Posts 253 |
ivory parchment criss-crossed by pen marks of a frustrated poet as scratch of pen upon paper fills the air sighs and smiles and finally a breath of relief as the words come under control and the poet shapes the words like a potter forms clay into a verbal sculpture to delight the eye and melt the heart ------------------ Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.....Henry David Thoreau |
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DreamEvil Member Elite
since 1999-06-22
Posts 2396 |
You captured it exactly. ------------------ I am not responsible for how you choose to interpret what I say. DreamEvil© |
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~one voice~ Senior Member
since 1999-07-08
Posts 664Billings, MT USA |
Once again, Isabelle, I am in love with your work! ------------------ ~one voice~ *You are you, and I am I, and if by chance we find each other, it's beautiful.* |
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