Poem -
a scribble of trees
Maybe other arms too
Have held these wood posts
That hold up the bridges and
beats of this valley
Maybe, staring at nothing in
faraway time
Maybe, seeking out answers
To work out the rhyme
Maybe,
Eyes fixed on sky through a
scribble of trees
Understanding no thing except,
Maybe the breeze on a face
M P 4/11/21
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Awww brill write ❤️💕❤️
Thanks love ❤
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Hey MARION.......Maybe, it just takes a daydream......from which we awake quite refreshed and aware!!.......although I found this quite compelling I cannot say I understand it completely....but I did get the feeling from it that it was a kind of daydream!!........ALL STARS!!......ever the pleasure dear poet sister!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!......T xo : )
Thanks so much Tony...always appreciated my friend x
I love this in its entirety .. but what I love the most is how the ending catches the reader unawares and just kinda takes their breath away ................. N x
Well I'm chuffed with that comment Nev, thankyou X
Wonderful just a wonderful poem
Thanks Greg x
Wow I enjoyed this one my friend. For me it contemplates if anyone else has shared that exact same moment both in the physical environment, and the contemplation. The same thoughts and same conclusion. That being all there is to take note of is the breeze on the face. I mean in life, how many people have walked in that same space and shared a similar thought or reaction. I waffle so will shut up lol
loved this though, capsulating a moment and understanding the cyclical movement of life.
Right am definitely shutting up now lol
Hugs ❤ x
Lol...dont stop I really enjoyed your comment lol...made me smile Gwen...thankyou...hugs Xx