Last night
I was half asleep
singing my new songling
poem
O Maria Maria Maria
I was doggy tired
@81 old age
could not come out of my cage
O what a midnight rage
my dreams kept me engaged
now I can't recall
those words which come
if at all like a rainbow
from a distant horizon
blind eyes cant see
Will one day a Milton I be
or deaf as Beethoven was they say
composed musical poems all day
was maestro of his day
Deaf as me may be
one day
Lord Byron
Milton Beethoven or Wordsworth
I could be
Shakespeare is to the world so dear
him furious I won't like to see
But Robert Frost
I could be
frozen as ice is in Iceland
yet most say
Pablo's duplicate
Ah!
what an exceptional sign of glee
for me
Comments
All Dreams Don't Come True
Hi, Lovedly,
You are correct - not all dreams come true. Many times they take a detour. This is a very energetic poem, full of anticipation and desire. I noticed the word 'songling'. I'm not familiar with this word, but I really like it!
Thank you!
L
'songling newer words I hve created so many moderize miss L
beautifuller ==a boy as beautiful as her
muchly== much ado about much=many
soonly why soon sooner soonest------- just say soonly..... modify the English
Hope you know
Shakespeare also did so
all poets must grow then glow
Songling
I like it muchly!
L
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u hve created
poetree
fairingly haha
THOSE WHO LOVE DREAMS READ THIS
YOU WILL FALL ASLEEP READING IT
dear friend lovedly,
you don't have to be like any of those people that you mentioned. because you are YOU and that is special enough/ YOU are beautiful!
*warm hugs, Cat
BEHOLD CATS
BEAUTY LIES in the BEHOLDERS eyes
Yours this time.
Thanks