I fell into your staccato without missing a beat"
Your words dance with the beats of life gained and then lost to him being out of tune with your heart for he chose the cadences of harmony to go after vain and trivial melodies . But your symphony keeps in tune with life and love...Splendid...:)
This read like a beautiful profound dream and your last line produced images of a ballerina
gracefully dancing a pas seul...to the beautiful music...Rose:)
Posted 11 Years Ago
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11 Years Ago
I love your beautiful image of my poetry Rose, thanks so much. :-)
The dance floor it is crowded, there are many smiling faces
The band it plays Roberta Flack, the dancers move their paces
Yet over in the corner, there is beauty that I see
With sadness all across her face, I think how can this be
I make my way throughout the crowd, my mind is on romance
She smiles as I take her hand and ask her for this dance
Very nice Frieda, You take us with you on this night of music and fun and allow us to see how it doesn't always end up like we planned...or does it. I guess the music will dictate the night.
Posted 11 Years Ago
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11 Years Ago
Oooh, I think I like your poem better! Thanks my sweet poetic friend, always a grand review from yo.. read moreOooh, I think I like your poem better! Thanks my sweet poetic friend, always a grand review from you, muchly appreciated. :-)
If you want to know me, read my poetry, it's all in there. I am a mother of three sons (my finest moments) a sister, a survivor and a little bit crazy. I lost my beloved sister to suicide, so you'll.. more..