words may rhyme
yet
there may be a time
where prose is where it's at
punctuation and capitalization
is realization
the door to my heart opens
and
words pour out
my mind get's so cluttered
that's what it's all about
forgive my lack of formal remembrance
where rules are set in stone
i never was much on rules
and that some how leaves me
all alone
critique me please and guide me
to where my true words come to
say
awaken my heart, soul and mind
only then i can begin to play.
Beautiful work Ms Linda :*)
keep up the great work in the future.
hey..this poem is awesome!
and keep up the good work
This is sweet and simple, and of course, I agree with everything you say. We have a wonderful, terrible, powerful gift when we have poetry within.
Rules were made to be broken. The poetic soul should have no boundaries. I like your style. Regards, Mary
A subject most of us "poets" write about...this is well written and most expressive. Nice work. Deborah
Linda, totally correct. and poetry inside you, is clear. and its not just any old poetry, its gifted poetry and talent keep it up Toni xxxxxxxx
Hi this is Ton's sister Terri, ive been looking at your poems, and they are brilliant. Toni and stephanie has often told me im a good poet but im better at cookery. wel done, that poem was inspiring. like all your others, keep up the great work!