I'm lost at the moment and your pen is a pillow for my thoughts
As I read the poerty and let the music transport
I know it will rise & fall, like the waves of my heart
To finish & yet begin, giving all but nothing is an art
Picking the moments, to open, or keep your mouth shut
No matter what happens it's always going to be there
- Author: Poetic Dan ( Offline)
- Published: August 26th, 2019 01:21
- Comment from author about the poem: A wobble one day that has now gone, smoothed away by every living soul!
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A fine write Dan. Pity my singing is always going to be there, but that can't be helped. Subtitled: 'Two cats fighting'. Me singing, that is! lol.
Ah, now this is Dan at his most poetic and meaningful.
An oasis of great wisdom after a storm. Like Goldfinch wrote today, mistakes teach us. (I'm thinking about your comments yesterday).
So true, music and words are so important in our lives and so very meaningful.
Music and our poetic flow. Beautiful write.
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