Poetry in Motion
Words like flitting butterflies
Float wantonly in the idle mind
Most fly away never to return
A few caresses the inner soul
Lie side by side on the minds pillow
Make love, music, and poems
Splattered by ink and colours on pages
After some minutes of rantings,scribblings
Words are no longer needed the mind is calm
Such an accurate
Such an accurate description of the workings of the poetic mind, I hope you continue to create for us here on postpoems. Poetry in motion is wonderful, bishu.
http://www.postpoems.org/authours/a.griffiths57
Thanks & Peace be with you Respected Madam Anita
Thanks & Peace be with you Respected Madam Anita ~A friend~still~digging~for~better~words
©bishu
i hate it when a gorgeous
i hate it when a gorgeous poem is no where near a piece of paper or pen or computer and it flutters away its like peace will never come I am so desperate to catch those fluttering thought again... lol hugss
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
So true Respected SSweetie
So true Respected SSweetie..... !! A sheaf of thanks
©bishu
I like "float wontonly in the
I like "float wontonly in the idle mind". Really like that!! So i guess that means i am full of soup. ;-)
....life can be a war of words...but thats so much better than other kinds of weapons!!
..
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
:)
©bishu
Yes, Bishu. That about sums
Yes, Bishu. That about sums it up, doesn't it. Like it! :D
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What a beautiful description
What a beautiful description of what goes on in a writer or poet's mind. So insightful. :-) x