Poem -
When the creative well runs dry.( dedicated to Dan ferem ).
When the creative well runs dry.
What shall i do if ever the creative well runs dry
Does this mean
That no longer birds Fly by
No brokenhearted
Tears to cry
No more silenced
Thoughts inside
No more sunset
Romantic rides
Nor rushing waves
Upon the seaside
What shall i do
If ever the creative well runs dry
Does the sun still shine
Upon my open window
Can the songs of life still
Touch my heart
Does the drying water
Take everything away
I shall pour more water
Within the well each day
I'd hate to think
Of an empty well
No beauty or dreams
To tell
What shall i do
If ever the creative well runs dry
Place within the tears I cry ??
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Nardine's soul...a poetic entity---- you just came up with this--- just stunned--- this poem has just become the main portrait hanging in my conversation hall!-- I'm tell in' all my friends, all my relies (relatives)--I'll be stopping strangers in the grocery stores and showing them & telling em your story!......your amazing poem has been placed on the shelf that holds my favorite things going on in my life today!..... Wow...just wow.....Ladies and Gentlemen, may I present to you the magical, wonder filled words of Nardine!
Now who has tears in her eyes, thank you so much dear friend your response was just so touching, I'm glad you like it, your comments inspired this to burst out into the open free like a bird, i guess my writers block is releasing my sanity hehe, feels good to be back much love to your family, nardine xoxo