Sometimes... Resurrection comes through The stillness of the night Conflicts; life within my being To the struggles once benign
Sometimes... Nothing ignites the fire Than the tranquil which soon follows Amid, the ambiance of starlight Where irrelevant, the whole world is When simply out of sight
Sometimes, I long to hold forever The now, midnight hours which I own To savor mere moments Where my thoughts, begin to surface And feel free to roam
But, always conscious dreams must also sleep As they shy in sunrise among another quiet Where washing slumbers seep Unfolding, to its rival, my alter life In nexus of a day's arrival Surrendering, giving blackout its reprieve
The only similarities in our poems is the title....you are miles ahead of me Michael, very well done, enjoyed this it flows so well, an intelligent write :)
Posted 7 Years Ago
7 Years Ago
We are all on the journey together and that's what matters. Practice, practice, practice, keep a dic.. read moreWe are all on the journey together and that's what matters. Practice, practice, practice, keep a dictionary nearby and use the Internet to explore context of words, phrases and meanings. I have a note app. and time I get a thought I save for later. The way half of writes come about are by coming up with a single thought or line and building around it. Thanks for chatting, I always enjoy it.
Usually, during the night, I get the craziest of thoughts, and act looney. It is fun lol I enjoy the night way better than the crowded busy day.
Posted 11 Years Ago
11 Years Ago
I used to most of my drawing and writing at midnight, but I had to learn to go to bed before midnigh.. read moreI used to most of my drawing and writing at midnight, but I had to learn to go to bed before midnight so my wife could sleep better.
M.G., Superb description of thought and the progression of the thoughts from night to morning. Favorite lines: "But, always conscious dreams must also sleep/As they shy in sunrise among another quiet"
Very nice flow to this piece, M.G. I especially like the last stanza.
But, always conscious dreams must also sleep
As they shy in sunrise among another quiet...
There's something almost "modern-Shakespeare" about these lines.
Posted 11 Years Ago
11 Years Ago
Thanks. You came to mind this weekend. My wife was buying a ring made out of real silverware from ea.. read moreThanks. You came to mind this weekend. My wife was buying a ring made out of real silverware from early eighteen hundreds. Looking through them that they names of different presidents. I remembered Rutherford B. Hayes.
11 Years Ago
Sorry this one was meant for Rutherford.stupid phone. Lol
Type in Spirit within the flute. I've had several sites hijack this poem of mine without permission .. read moreType in Spirit within the flute. I've had several sites hijack this poem of mine without permission or credit.
11 Years Ago
Flattering but still theft. Sorry about that.
11 Years Ago
Yeah, I was flattered until I read author unknown.
Why thank very much. I wrote this while up alone soaking up the quiet of the night where my mind ten.. read moreWhy thank very much. I wrote this while up alone soaking up the quiet of the night where my mind tends to carry on another life of deep thoughts.
11 Years Ago
Oh my God. Even your review comments are commendable now ;)