In the darkness of the most ethereal night
my mind takes a flight
to snuggle up and sleep tight
but for the disturbances
'twixt the mid of night
eyes at midnight open wide
am I asleep or in a dream
far distant music I hear
many a loved poet does me endear
vouch that the voice of an angel
comes alive as if
God were the lone musician.
just passed mid night
darkness is as bright as is
under a candle...a lantern
nearing 3 A.M.
most may have observed
night besmirched in hallucinations
as one visits the loo
have you
early hours of a new morn
like a child is born
fresh cry is heard from the delivery room
was it you.
poem arouse wisdom
in the minds of those
birthing in mirages
does it ever happen
or 'tis simple orgasmic emotion
Now assess the intent of my
this poetic vision
romance will shortly commence
soonest as one returns
from the wilderness
would you love to
I beseech you
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Hi Lovedly
I really, really like this.
early hours of a new morn
like a child is born
fresh cry is heard from the delivery room
was it you.
I’m married to the most gorgeous labor and delivery nurse. I’ve always loved the metaphor of new life and dawn. It’s very profound and crosses all borders.
I wish I was good at spoken word. You’re stuff might be cool to read over background music. It’s an interesting possibility.
Nice job,
Tim
Thanks TIM
There is a well known cliche ...thou I ain't against these ....it is
WHERE THERE IS A WILL THERE IS A WAY ..
So Dear Tim you may try ....
This one was composed by deliberation
a day ago
Seeing the misery of PROSTATE sufferers world over
hope your music will help. so many
I couldn't compose deliberately ....like ever before
my mind just poured out voluntarily ....in the middle of the night
Glad so many ARE liking it
Tim