My body but the grass of Earth
my soul the Sun Eternity
I feel the rickrack of our minds
the rhythm-rhythm-rhyme which binds
O Love, you part my lips with words
strong arms of passion lift me high
with tenderness which makes me cry
you guide your quivering bird to fly
You beckon dreams to my delight
you seal off darkness in fierce flight
my fluttering heart does rest in yours
my Love, love me through rustling hours
myra
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Written February 10th, 2002
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I love it. This wonderfully written, awsome flow of words. Your detail is magically good. It was very much a pleasure to read.
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I wrote this poem ...
during a time of sorrow, for an Ideal Love.
Thank you for your encouragement. I sincerely appreciate this.
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Such a delight to revel in this piece of masterful poetry. You are simply amazing. Got to read more, especially of this romantic work.
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most excellent.
so this is love,
yes i can see it is
yes i can feel it real
yes i can know it exists
great feeling and good imagery
good flow of thought and expression
i found you by accident but then is there really coincidence, or just fated to meet.
love your work
al
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Wow how cool is this quatrain? You nailed the image, flow and meter. The first stanza two rhyming lines the second stanza three and then an aabb in the last stanza. I feel like a child learning poetry all over again. Thank you so much. Amera
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I like the gentle rhythm of this piece. I can't say which verse I like best because each has a charm all its own. The message goes straight to the heart of this reader. Isn't true love wonderful?
Sincerely,
Leo Long
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thanks gecko!
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that is beautiful Myra
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And your nickname, naninina, is a song! Thanks for visiting.
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Wonderful. And powerful indeed.
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Thank you BlaZe! :0)
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wow, very powerful work
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