I want more time to write,
To sit;
Think, stare, ponder
Deeply;
Embrace nature, revel
In it’s beauty;
Write it all down,
My thoughts in words;
Style and rhythm,
That I love.
To read and revise,
Read some more;
I want more time,
For literature.
But then again,
I look to the trees;
Leaves swaying,
Freely In glee;
Pollens rising,
To the wind’s rhythm;
Unaware of the yearning,
The “more”, my greed.
The edges of my lips,
Upward they crease;
Realizing the moment,
That I’m living in;
The passion within me,
I’m grateful to thee;
For this little infinity,
Within a minute:
It’s more than most realize
They need.
In the dance of the pollens,
A lesson I learnt;
What I have now,
Is all that I need;
A minute for poetry,
Is enough for me-
I long for time too…great post! โฅ
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Thank you! ๐ I think it’s something we all long for.
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Excellent!
Superb message and beautifully expressed:)
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Oh my, thanks NL ๐ . It makes me so happy you feel this way about the poem
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I really like it and actually feel the emotions. I guess you love poetry?
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Yeah, I do a lot NL, even more so than novels.
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This is really beautiful! ๐
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Thank you georgette. Really, thanks
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no a minute is not long enough, I want to read more and more of your poetry ๐ Great job! And yes I wish I had endless time too to write!
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Awww, thank you so much, that means a lot. *blushing right now* but I don’t know how to write the blushing smiley ๐
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Amazing .. mind blowing.. these are the words of my heart you wrote๐ท
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Awww, thank you ๐ . I am glad you could relate to this.
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