POETRY IS.......RECEIVED BY LISTENING EARS
Displaying solitude of soul
and wanderings of a drifting mind
the poet drinks the ink of thirst
for words that drift and ebb and flow.
The mirrored bridge of muse reflects
as lyrics droplets fall and swell
the rhythmic folds of rippled tide
which blend and stir the written words.
Inscribed upon the blustering breeze
the flapping sails at water’s edge
applaud the poets prosody
received with praise by listening ears.
- Author: Michael Edwards ( Offline)
- Published: December 14th, 2017 02:19
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments8
Wonderful write Michael, it is the feeling of many poets.
thanks Andy - I do appreciate your kind words - so much appreciated.
Eloquently expressed these inspiring reasons for keeping the ink flowing dear Michael.
The bottle top is never off dear Fay.
A fine write and pic Michael. Never knew there was so much to this poetry lark!
You learn a lot from larks Orchi !!
Thank you for adding 'prosody' to my vocabulary in this worthy write on poets, Michael. Kudos on the watercolor with the inviting path!
I stumbled on that word - lovely isn't it . Thanks Louis.
Thanks MIKE "Drifting words that ebb & Flow" just about describes all the poetry on MPS ~ which is what makes it so so special ! Love the Rural Scene ~ More Suffolk than Essex in East Anglia ~ Yours BRIAN !
Actually it's Misterton in south Leicestershire. Yes we do have some great work posted on the site - cheers Brian.
These ears are listening. Donāt let that ink dry! Beautiful poem and painting! Enjoyed it very much!
I've got a spare bottle - thank you so much - you are too kind.
Not kind at all!
I truly admire your work!
A beautiful poem and watercolour too Michael.
Keep writing
FineB
You truly are an incredible poet, Michael! And this poem proves it.
PS: I too had to look up the word
'prosody', but since I don't seem to be the only one, I don't feel bad about it anymore.
Just wish I could write like this everyday Fred - thank you so much for all your encouragement.
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