When My Heart Fell in Love
When my heart felt in love
all I could see
were roses and cardinals
and fresh laundered sheets ..
When my brain
was engaged, I could hear,
taste and smell
a desert, the ocean and sky ..
When my soul
was in synch with my spirit,
I just knew that I was free again ..
- Author: Neville ( Offline)
- Published: September 23rd, 2023 02:21
- Comment from author about the poem: it is wot it is and it aint wot it aint .. π€
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 23
- Users favorite of this poem: Teddy.15, LIZ, Bella Shepard
Comments9
I'm leaving this one for those as do this kind of response best.............. they'll be along in a moment....
Told ya.... π!!!
You are indeed a gentleman sir .. you old dog .. π
Woof woof - and they dun you proud...... Keep up the good work...........
LOL oh my dear Nev, your last lines make me hear the violin playing sweetly love can be a bitch for sure but if we can leave it knowing we at least did it with a certain amount of dignity then it's all going to be alright β€οΈ
that's all write then cheers Teddy β€οΈ
"When my soul, was in synch with my spirit, I just knew that I was free again... AND π€ drop!!!! UFFFFF! It is what it is!! π
................................... a blatant mike drop UFFFF cheers LIZ π
Good write N. A lot of 'ufffing' here. I dunno wot it is, of course!
thanks, but its nowt to even contemplate swooning about. N
Poem reveals that the love is the intersection of soul in synch with spirit. And thatβs such a breakthrough!
Phew, that's a relief thank you Parisab .. Neville
The first blush of love does indeed dazzle the senses. The shine can wear off and back to reality. No harm, no foul? Truly an engaging write for the little gray cells my friend
thanks a bunch my friend .. πx
May that freedom be forever with you Neville.
Andy
Many thanks Andy .. N
Hmmmm. Heart. Brain. Soul. Spirit. I think padding the intangible to insure an available escape clause is pure brilliance.
trying to cover all the bases does increase the chances of getting it write sir .. thanks for noticing π
'and fresh laundered sheets ..'
honeymoon phases be da best
the rest can just, wait
in the wise words of Quagmire
'giggidy, giggidy' heat
π»ππ
............................................. ππ
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