god found me
what was God doing
when I was being conceived
I came out as
a man
or woman deceived
I don't know
what made God games play
to let me in this world
in this funny way
what am I
I do not know
how do you think
God would remember so
they say heaven does know
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A cry of anguish here, it is a great shame that we cannot know the ones that write, you are a bit of a mystery to many..
Line 7 "I do to know", just seemed wrong for some reason is there a word missing ??. Should it be "I do not Know"
I have one left in undiscovered and it is about the times just prior to the CN tower, something to do with St Patricks Day, needs a visit from loved for me LOL,
Take care young Bard, Yours Ian.T
TYPO CORRECTED Ian
cn not understood What?
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This is reference to one of my comments to you about St Patricks day and the Toronto CN Tower, not to worry, Yours Ian.T
OK THANKS
Please do read and say a word
It gives me a feeling
I'm stll being heard
Loved
I hope today will flow as the river that creates the falls,
with splendor and a purpose of being.
I have a trade dollar here from Niagara for its Three hundred years since it was found.
I have the booklet of its beauty also, mind you that was a few years ago lol, I lost my heart in Ottawa doesn't sound nice but it is true LOL Take care young Bard thinking of you, Yours Ian.T
In Ottawa ...I will
wish Queen Victoria
and surely put in a word on your behalF
hope she still remeMbers you
when you were young
and she
then the past ruler
We are simply who we are, my
We are simply who we are, my friend, nothing more , nothing less ,and whoever that is we must love for each of us s unique
joe
you are abs unique
unique
as any one else is
the echo...
Im reading......time is short.....I gave everything up for all to learn
my world .....Im writing from Library now...One hour only..
music...other sites...etc...brief...maybe more important
Like this Poem.."creatures" caught me...
love the word...it was a band in london by an artist I favour
in the eighties...(susan dallion...aka Siouxsie Sioux))
we are artists...poets...blending ideals romance
pain love angst freedom imprisonment etc etc etc
experience.....
been awhile.....but I read works here...
titles catch me...thank you!
thank you so much so to say
Thank you so much so to say
despite your busy schedule
you do find some time
to come my way …
how then from Neopoet
I can stay away
when many think of me
as you do …
some if not many
say words so few
as much as keep on going bard
work at poetry very hard
someone also asked me to join
a workshop to my mind refine
the best one of them all
loves to chastise
does make a final call
you know who that one could be
that only one after all...