So this is when thoughts matter
in the middle of the night
for beginnings of a song;
So that’s why sleep is shattered,
Should I stay awake
till the lyrics come along.
Bridge:
Like a mirror,
pen and paper
I see myself , hear God’s voice;
A seer and a hearer
They rule, I have no choice
No journal I must use
Just an empty envelope
In notes this mystery muse.
Now sleep won’t come like normal
Letters matching with the notes
Under curtains of my eyes
I’m glad this one’s not formal
Lay back, relax and hum it
Hum the musical surprise.
Coda:
Like a mirror, pen and paper,
See myself , hear God’s voice;
A seer and a hearer
They rule, I have no choice
No journal can I use
Just an empty envelope
In notes of mystery muse.
Author notes
Illustration by our granddaughter, art-angel. Only aged 7.http://allpoetry.com/art-angel I thank her for prophesying by art what this poem would bring to me while care-giving my Mother. A rather sleepless night that prompted the finishing words to a song.
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always keep a pen near your bed and some paper, and a torch or the idiot box on with the sound down, then if you wake up you can catch dreams/songs and see them in dawn's light later. inspiration is a funny thing at times, you just get comfortable on the pillow and thoughts fly at you with the speed of light, because of the very fact you are relaxing, i always keep a pen close by.
a good piece and the art of the young, it is the art of the future.
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Clean
It feels clean and without any fraying or missed corners or soil in between anything at all! heh:-) It is good to feel something in the mind that is not contaminated in some way. Pristine. Well done :-)
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This is so lovely. I'm in awe as well over the drawing by a seven year old. I teach art to fourth graders and she is much advanced for her age. And. . .I observe a deffinite likness to you
Well done,
~Mary O
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This sleep deprived song verse was clearly meant to be. It has a karmic connection with those souls close to you in life.And merits an even deeper look into it's possible meanings I'd think. But,it sings out masterfully as is too.
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In the Dark of Night ...
He writes with Light ... and you, my friend, holds the Holy Pen with such flair! How you touched my heart with this write; how you once again translated, decoded, His Voice of Love, spanning four generations: Your mother, you as her daughter, and your granddaughter, horizontally linked by the words of a golden song.
I loved how your precious Art-Angel see you! And I know the vertical lines of blue have their healing token too: linking God with his Beloved daughter, with her angelic voice.
Thank you!
Love you.
Myra
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Oh the thoughts that stir in the night, the elusive melody that tickles our memory and imaginations. You have crafted a lovely poem, tender and thoughtful, a write to ponder and reflect on. Thanks for sharing dear poet.
Dennis
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What a wonderful moment in time. When all is still and somehow you have to write even on an empty envelope. I have done it so many times. Perhaps it is when we are listening at a different level. When the cacaphony of today has settled into the repose of solace and either security or insecurity. I have found the night warming and the grey dawn sometimes depressing and chilling with the numbness after slumber. I prefer the time to which you have shared the most. RC
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