Open Poetry #14 |
Hello Rod |
Lady In White
since 2001-02-12
Posts 2799USA |
Hello Rod a poet turned a page to read and found therein his heart in bleed enchanted, inspired, he closed the door on the yesterdays that had gone before he took new insight from your pain found what was lost could be gained if not in body of the lost then in the new hang the cost you gave him drive, to fill the hole to walk the shores to seek his shoal he felt if he could only be a writer of great poetry to emulate in way of word all he read, what he heard but when he saw the master of the pen when he picked your books to learn from, then in way of write he formed his style placed in it form, and sweet beguile but never does he not share you for in his write you come through with poetic majesty as other poets in his see he still walks ‘pon the shore looking for his evermore as in his write, he still finds the sun’s shimmer in his mind the gulls still sing the rose still twines and words will bring one heart to shine so he pens his night away then calmly faces each new day a poet in heart, in line, in verse as each day begins with new rehearse then he settles comfortably in his mind as what will be for it shall come, he knows it when he picks up pen, and writes, again Hello Rod |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
BRAVO! |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
agree with Interloper... very nicely done.... |
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catalinamoon
since 2000-06-03
Posts 9543The Shores of Alone |
Wonderful. I hope this is what I think it is..LOL but either way, I love it. Sandra |
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