I could smile at any instance
Joy spreading like butter
smoothly and easily from one side to another
as I remember the light rays of happiness who’s shadows once graced my face
I could cry at any moment
tears pouring deep and wide
from the everlasting well of heart and soul
buried in the dark depths of my uneasy chest
I could dance in the silver sprays of moonlit grace
ignoring all but the life within myself
listening to the music of the rhythmic unknown
unsure of what song to play next
I could hide—
from fate, from love, from lust, from fear
Refusing to be powerless
Refusing to be broken
in a world made whole by imperfections
I could run
my body to the ground
the world to oblivion
Fueled by Passion
or none at all by just being eccentric
Fantastic. Love your imagery. Silver sprays of moonlit grace. Rythmic
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Thank you & I really admire your own work too.
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I think you have a great lyricism, and I really enjoyed the imagery. You may have meant whose instead of who’s, though.
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Oh yes, thank you both for the kind words & for pointing that out.
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Joy spreading like butter, very nice image 🙂 thank you for following vsvevg, paz, Abby
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Pleasure is all mine & thank you too
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Awesome (((awhoooo)))
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Thank you!
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Beautiful !!
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Thank you! 🙂
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Your third stanza was my favorite, and makes for a solid mantra to live life by. Thank you.
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My poetry is just a reflection of my persona & thank you!
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Fantastic!
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Thank you!
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Love the butter imagery and rhythm in the line following
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Those were really sweet words. Thank you!
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Wonderful x
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Thank you!
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I liked this one very much too. Thanks for following my blog—you are my 1000th blog follower!
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This must be really special I am sure. Lots of congratulations. Indeed you have a beautiful blog & I am sure there going to be many many more. Best wishes & regards,
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Thanks for the best wishes. And yes, it is a lovely poem 🙂
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‘I could dance in the silver sprays of moonlight grace’
I like how that rolls off the tongue. You’re a good poet. Keep on writing.
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That is really encouraging. Thanks a lot.
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Your poetry is beautiful, it really evokes vivid imagery. Lovely!
I especially like, ‘listening to the music of the rhythmic unknown’.
Keep writing!
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Good to come that from a very pretty blogger. Your blog is very intriguing as well. Inspirational & subtle. Also, the pictures you include are really apt & beautiful.
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Oh, well thank you very much! That’s very kind of you
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Or is it too humble of you? :p
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Perhaps! Rather that I am humble than cocky, though, I suppose!
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Not at all surprised knowing that. Most intelligent people are humble & sometimes it requires more courage to be humble, then to be hauling arrogant. Don’t be overly cocky, life will itself find reasons to humble you.
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I can tell you’re a poet even from that!
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Haha, well poets are just good observers I can sum it up as.
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Neat sweep, gathers me up and lets me fall. What about concentric? Thanks. G
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Well, as far as I believe everyone has an eccentric aspect to them.
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