There are moments in
my life that are
too wild and
beautiful to be
tamed or captured by
words or sentences.
Musical notes could
do a better job at
conveying the experience.
D minor
or C sharp major.
My mind replays
the moments,
alive with pentatonic scales
and the taste of homemade
apple cider, and pomegranate
security.
I smell the burning leaves of
late October, and feel
the smooth nose of my
childhood Appaloosa, her
dappled coat, and trusting eyes.
Sometimes the world, and
all its goodness
stupifies me, and leaves
my spirit rocking gently in
a cradle, where I know it's
all going to be okay.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
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Comments7
How very beautiful the reference to smells remindimg you of childhood written so elegantly, I give this beautiful piece of music an (A+) always a true pleasure to read your beautiful poems. 🌹
Thank you so much, sweet Teddy.
Wonderful words Thomas showing the beauty of life.
Andy
Thank you.
Not to be sniffed at .. in fact really cool ..
Thanks, my brother.
Another great write, Thomas. Love the sentiment.
Thanks, Tom.
You transported me there. That’s the Deal !
Thanks, Bobby.
C#M leads smoothly into Dm, very natural progression. Just like this.
Thank you, Dan.
Beautiful. "leaves my spirit rocking gently in a cradle"....so wonderfully penned.
Thank you so much.
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