I cant copy my heart
and show you a map,
but I can tell how I feel
as we start to backtrack
Crawling with love
roaring in my ears,
its the beat that I feel
and not all that I hear
A touch from a mind
vast oceans away,
is calming me gently
a maelstrom delayed
A shower of teardrops
carved the sorrow and pain,
but the warmth of emotions
is like the sun to the rain
And aching of chambers
pumping life force to free,
another form of healing
drawing sap from a tree
The laughter of children
my hearts musical notes,
drifts through my windows
my spirits lifted with hope
Charting life’s journey
as I show from my art,
and I’ll bleed from my pen
forever with my Ink-heart
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Thank you Loved
I hope you have a safe and Merry Christmas ...
love JC xxx
Jayne
What a beautiful write from the inside yet encompassing the children's laughter and many things from all those miles away.
They are real, those things that you feel, and a little think talk thrown in..
It is lovely to see you write this way, don't forget the serious side young one, where the two worlds meet and mingle, spiralling away to a smile and maybe a laugh that no one hears, Yours Ian x
Ian
I wrote this one on remote control it was like it flowed from me sometimes I just start sing song poetry I call It, its like singing a song from my head to the paper I like this one its just a little bit of light and laughter ... I just posted my poem its a little on the serious side but i needed an outlet
I hope you and Anne have a safe and merry christmas, I will be here tomorrow night after we have our xmas delights, BBQ this year its too hot for a baked dinner it got to 40 degrees here today soooooo bloody hot lol
love always JC xxx