Like a playful child
Following an elusive butterfly
In awe of its colorful wings
The dance has him hypnotized
As is the child in me
Enthralled with poetic words
Finding the rhyme
Of what my heart has heard
Of inspirations night and day
The metaphors held within
Relating to life lessons
Or simply thoughts on a whim
Words seemingly from thin air
Casually drifting by
As I weave them all together
Where they come from makes me sigh
I’m lost in wonderment
As they seem to know me
On my heartstrings they pull
Poetic words calling me
Like a Pied Piper
Escorted by songbirds
As I too enjoy the dance
Chasing poetic words
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Comments3
Good write AP.
thanks Orchi.
Great description of a poetry writer. Often the words just flow.
Great rhyme and writing.
Thanks Andy. Sometimes its like they write themselves eh? ; )
So true AP, those words seem to just float into our mind and demand to be written down to produce poems as good as this one is.
Andy
Thank you Andy. ; )
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