Open Poetry #12 |
I must confess |
Rosebud1229 Senior Member
since 2000-04-05
Posts 1813North Carolina |
Alas I confess, I'm no poet, I'm just a woman, That likes to stress, Word by word, Sometimes to little, Sometimes to much, But nevertheless, I must confess, I'm no poet, I'm just me, Simple as can possibly be, But love to ramble on, With words that touch me softly, Just as the dew of the heavens, Touches the ground, I must confess, I can't stess how, For I'm no poet, I am just a woman, Trying to profess, My love for poetry, And love to visions, Of many things, That sometimes may seem Obscure, Or not at all But though they have No significance at times, They have significance, In the heart. Alas. Yes. Alas. My words echoe The music of my heart. [This message has been edited by Rosebud1229 (edited 02-02-2001).] |
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jeremydraul Senior Member
since 2000-08-01
Posts 1118State of Despair |
Well I believe letting it all out works. Indeed you are a poet, in my mind. Wonderful work, I must confess -Jeremy Raulinaitis "I believe that man will not merely endure: he will prevail. -William Faulkner (Noble Prize Speech.) |
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Rosebud1229 Senior Member
since 2000-04-05
Posts 1813North Carolina |
I could loose my mind, then maybe I'd gain a profound sense of,,,,,,, what was I saying,, I do believe I have lost it.. thank you Jeremy.. I must confess. |
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