His Poems soar,
briefly brushing
an aching firmament,
he weeps of forever
in untold fields,
littered with poets
enthralled and touching
brushed wheat words
Epochs float
outside the lines,
sailing unsettled water
cascading currents,
sailing us off course
we are wrecked
more than than
making port
In minute moments
brilliance blossoms in ink,
vast galaxies of wisdom
fall from the heavens,
it is then we observe
the substance
of his soul
When found,
his voice extends
to sing at heavens gate
he is a poet in time
validated, checked
he's at his best
Comments
dearest Jayne,
in the second stanza: (more than than) remove one of the "than"
I agree, he is pretty unique! your poem does him justice!
*hugs, Sis
Dearest Cat
Thanks for the heads up I dont know how the extra than got in there its totally bizarre it wasnt there when I posted
I did my best to bring him to life in word.
Love Sis xox
Yup...
"Old" lovedly is certainly unique! He has made his mark amongst us, as assuredly as the sun comes up and goes down, on this world of poets. I cuss him out regular, and he comes back for more with a smile. He is truly one of a kind! This poem does him justice Jayne. I really love the first stanza, it is most apt, and I wanted you to know, that I think that it captures his essence.
~ Geez.
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Dearest Bro
He is certainly one of a kind over the years he has morphed and changed so many times, it is nice to see his efforts in poetry paying off.
I hope I captured a small part of him, as you said he is unique.
love and higgliest bugs Sis xox
Loved & Lovedly
Hello, Jayne (and Lovedly),
"...it is then we observe the substance of his soul..." How very true. Hats off to you both!
Lav
Dear Lavender
I've known loved for a very long time now I am not sure what years he started at the site but at the beginning and even to some extent now, he's secretive. From what I know and have observed over the years I tried to put into words.
thanks so much for reading, not sure if you realised his first nickname on Neopoet was just Loved, hence the title!
hugs Jayne
Sis my first poem ...of ....NOV 2010
As We Age!
As age catches up,
I am now getting a feeling
We must write shorter poems
I won't say crisp,
Lest it once again causes,
A slip
And
In the minds of the elite
It gives them a chance
To lisp
Thanks ORIGINAL VERSION
FIRTEST POEM
13yrs I've known you now. It
13yrs I've known you now. It's been a very long time.
Sometimes less is more. I have two poems I'm trying to decide which one to post first one shorter one a little longer. Sigh the dilemma! Lol..
Hugs Sis xox
Sis as u like it
DON'T BOTHER ABOUT
LOVEDLY
BOTH will he also read
though
S L O W L Y
Hello, Jayne,
I did not know that, but how endearing... and appropriate!
L
He has at times driven us all
He has at times driven us all spare. But he is a much cherished and loved member here. It's his quirks that make lovedly loved. Lol
Hugs Jayne xox
Thanks a lot
Lav...... change is a flowing process with experience and age...
Serens poem where are the rest
it is then we observe
the substance
of his soul
ello Love
the rest of what?
hugs and love Sis
Greater poets
who always read u
mine once in a long
deep forest way
when they go astray
lol u may
Seren sis
lovedly doth
S A Y
Thanks again Aussie SIS
For such a lovely poemy as this My BOWS don't missmiss