Words,,

Goldfinch60



This page starts as a blank sheet,

Onto it words are written,

Words that come from my mind,

Words escaping from my soul,

To be released to others

So that they may read

That which is within me.

Words of love come to the page,

Words of wonder transgress each line,

As the page is slowly filled

With my innermost thoughts

Until the page is complete,

And the words sail through the ether,

Towards eternity.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 22nd, 2018 01:54
  • Comment from author about the poem: Just thinking.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 72
  • Users favorite of this poem: Poetic Dan, Cooper
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  • dusk arising

    "It's only words, and words are all i have" quoted from that BeeGees song.
    You are a fine wordsmith Goldfinch.

    • Goldfinch60

      Thank you da, all I do is try.

    • sylviasearcher

      I often wonder of the catharsis of writing and of the sharing of writing.

      I think that idea of releasing yourself to be read by others is powerful. In life I have learned to stop releasing myself but here peopke can choose to read or comment or not so I can release without fear!

      I could relate to the 'blank page'. It often surprises me how a piece begins and ends. I always believe it is telling me something about what I need to be laying attention to.

      Thanks for sharing your 'Just thinking'

      • Goldfinch60

        In writing the words on the page you can release emotions into places where you might not be able to in other ways.
        I often start writing with an idea in my mind but that often changes when I am writing.

        Thank you for your comments, much appreciated.

        • sylviasearcher

          You are welcome 🙂

        • orchidee

          Thanks Gold. I note my poems (always in pencil!) in a notepad. Sometimes I may miss a page accidentally. Then I return to use up that page in a short poem, which may turn out with deeper thought, not merely to 'fill in a page'.
          I thought of a saying, goes something like: 'I am silent before you (in prayer); I select words from my soul (including my mind) as they arise. But they undisturb the peace of the sanctuary of my heart. I commune here in prayer, but soon must stop, and return to everyday things, yet with peace abiding within'.
          This is part ad hoc, maybe not on Google search. And of course we say spoken prayers too.

          • Goldfinch60

            Those 'missed pages' can often be so meaningful when we see them once more.
            We can find peace within ourselves in many ways be it silence, prayer, music nature and words, words we can show others and hopefully touch them in some way to lead them forward in life.

          • orchidee

            Meanwhile - not too much 'thinking' there! Is it dangerous?! lol.

            • Goldfinch60

              Certainly "Don't think! Thinking is dangerous!"

              • orchidee

                Whoops! Were we thinking again there?!

              • BRIAN & ANGELA

                Thanks ANDY ~ MOODY BLUES great way to start a Wednesday ! All poems (except for SANS MOTS) consist of WORDS ~ BUT it is the choice of those WORDS ~ and their ORDERING ~ that morphs them into a POEM. There is only on PERFECT POET on this SITE (SANTA FAY). When I read her Poetry I want to lay down my QUILL once and for ever ! But PARADOXICALLY she also spurs me to go on ! GOD has promised me at least another 35 years and ~ perhaps when I too am 70 I might pen ONE GOOD POEM ? Your Poetry always contains WORDS of LOVE of WONDER and bring a blessing (and a challenge) to us each day ~ keep writing. Additionally you win the MPS PRIZE for your excellent choice of Music to accompany ~ ANGELA & I love it. Thanks for caring & sharing. Please enjoy ANGELA'S NZ Haiku & Senryu ~ OK ~ Yours BRIAN & ANGELA in Auckland this week !

                • Goldfinch60

                  Thank you Brian.

                  I must challenge you on being a perfect poet, they may be very good but perfection is not within our reach as if it were for what would we strive.

                  Andy

                • onepauly

                  eternity,
                  now theirs a word I like.

                  • Goldfinch60

                    It is there for us all - I will meet you there.

                  • onepauly

                    ha! ha!
                    I have two cd's
                    of the moody blues.
                    at the top of my list with others.

                    • Goldfinch60

                      The Moody Blues are a super group I have all their albums.

                      • onepauly

                        yeah, two types of music, good and bad.

                        • Goldfinch60

                          So true.

                        • onepauly

                          eternity,
                          now theirs a word I like.

                        • Laura🌻

                          Andy,

                          “And the words sail through ether,
                          Towards eternity.”
                          Perfect concluding words!

                          An excellent write accompanied by a very enjoyable video!

                          Thank you for sharing!

                          Love to Joyce and you!

                          ~Laura~

                          • Goldfinch60

                            Thank you Laura, most kind.

                          • Poetic Dan

                            A mastery of self expression
                            They carry pure illumination
                            Way more than an inspiration
                            A reflection of all creation
                            Showing just to be here now
                            It's our only real mission

                            Thanks for always sharing



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