I write what I feel
The words flow
Sometimes hard and fast
Like a staccato beat
Other times they come
Slow and softly,
Like a child crawling into
Her mothers bed
The words are mine alone
And everyone’s
A piece of me exposed
Bare for all to see
Much like myself
Less then perfect
But still with value
If only to me
Poetry should be felt. Good that you write what you feel. I have a poem somewhat like this, but this one's better, it flows more easily.
Keep writing this way. I write what I feel and I treasure each and every piece as if it was my first. I love your smooth blending and like "Staccato" fast pace and to the point. Please cont. you have me hooked. Linda
like a staccato beat thump thump, so fast and quick tunderous are your words to the ears sweet wispers are your words to lovers so take a moment and write what you feel alas, you're right for only you can cherish them like none other. but some can just stand back and be silent admirers keep up the good work! gung ho!
HK