my thoughts

my thoughts

A Poem by Lydia Shutter


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my thoughts shimmy and shake
through imagination’s breeze
like freshly washed sheets

on a swaying clothes line
they sing a song of life
in six part
                or is that six heart
harmony
doing a dilly dally waltz
shamelessly naked in the rain
they scribble profundities
in the humid late afternoon air
and I…an innocent bystander to it all
dance through the deluge of raining
                       or is that reigning
words
delighted to be a part of it all

© 2016 Lydia Shutter


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This poem speaks so much to me of our delight in our own unrestrained thoughts and feelings and our words, so truly in control. We never know which twist or turn they may take, yet we are blissed to be a part of the creative process. Amazing thought penned superbly by you. I am very elated reading this lovely poem .

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

Divya, thank you so much for your lovely review. Pleased I could make you feel this way. Lydi**



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I really like this-
I like to dance through my day too.
I did to this too.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

Thanks so much, Bacchus. Lydi**
This poem speaks so much to me of our delight in our own unrestrained thoughts and feelings and our words, so truly in control. We never know which twist or turn they may take, yet we are blissed to be a part of the creative process. Amazing thought penned superbly by you. I am very elated reading this lovely poem .

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

Divya, thank you so much for your lovely review. Pleased I could make you feel this way. Lydi**
An active imagination is such a wonderful thing. A beautiful write, really fun to read. I really enjoy ending my day with uplifting poetry.

Thank you

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

Thank you, James. Happy you enjoyed it. Lydi**
You bring back the lovely and simple old days where nature and naturalism was pervading in the lives of so many happy and content people. I feel a great nostalgia in this wonderful write for those precious moments in time...Excellent...:)..................

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

Thanks very much, Sami. I appreciate your review. Lydi**
Sami Khalil

8 Years Ago

You are most welcome...:)........................
a deep conversation with oneself - one with song and meaning - a wonderful day to be alone - scribbling words - thinking happy, triumphant thoughts - a very refreshing write

always,
steph

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

Thanks so much, Steph. Lydi**
highonwords

8 Years Ago

you're welcome, lydia

steph
dear Lydi🌞 having just purchased a
lovely supply of wooden clothes pins,
I can joyously appreciate your play
on words. Hanging clothes on a line is
a dance in periwinkle time. My Mom and I
dried our baby's diapers "on-line". My
granddaughter Maddie may buy her baby's
diapers "on-line". Your poetry is as fresh and
sunny as all outdoors. truly, Pat


Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

My mom and I would solve all the world's problems while hanging freshly washed sheets on the line. .. read more
Patricia Wedel

8 Years Ago

It is part of our childhood... a way of life... Scurrying to get them inside before it rains...
Words are fun, the ability to use them as you have to entertain us, to bring back memory to me of when I hung freshly washed sheets on the line, maybe even taking time to think of hours "between the sheets" while enjoying some shimmy and shake moments. Six heart seems more appropriate to me, harmony while doing a dilly dally waltz while being a real dilly. Yes, words, wonderful words allows us to be whatever we want, to be where we want, endless opportunities, absolutely endless! Now, it's time for me to end the "it" of the words! LOL They reign!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

Smiling here....I just love the way you get into the meaning of my poems, Sheila. thank you so much.. read more
My mind lit up with sparkles of inspiration upon reading this delightful poem!

You weaved metaphors into a needlework of expressiveness. Gorgeous work!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

Thanks very much, David. May your inspiration lead you to write more. Lydi**
probably six heart harmony and reigning....those words have that power over us...we are ruled by them.

and i often feel like a bystander....the words come with the breeze...and i write them...as if i were hanging myself out on that clothes line...never sure from which direction came that breeze or the words.

j.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

We are ruled by words....and it is just fine with me. I would vote them into office in any election.. read more
jacob erin-cilberto

8 Years Ago

i would vote for them too...and am just fine too with being ruled by them...i really have no choice... read more
Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

Resistance is futile! :)
Sometimes it is nice to stop and enjoy it all -- whatever that "It" may be.

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Lydia Shutter

8 Years Ago

Words....it's all about the words for me. Thanks, KL. Lydi**

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Added on March 16, 2016
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