by Ann Piatt
Tuesday, September 28, 2004
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As if I could describe twilight
with mere mortal words,
or the scent of lilac on the wind
on an early spring morn,
a candle's flicker breaking
and bathing the dark,
or the laughter of children
playing in the park
As if I could capture the melody
of crickets song in the field,
or how things once only imagined
have a way of becoming real,
the way strawberries taste
on the edge of my tongue,
or the tingle inside me
when I'm coming undone
As if there ever could be
sounds that would speak
to intangible moments
of life's great mystique,
the silence you may witness
from taut vocal chords
is merely love in motion
and there simply are no words
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|Reviewed by A Serviceable Villain
An outstanding write - quite beautiful ... a winner!!
|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Simply Beautiful Ann!!
|Reviewed by Phillip William Allen
|Soft and meaningful all the way through. Nice|
|Reviewed by Thomas Lanechanger
|Ann, it seems you haven’t missed a stroke with your creative quill. You are right, words are never enough, yet you have captured it perfectly with your poetic words. Stunningly well-penned composition, Poet. Take care and be well.|
|Reviewed by jude forese
|the only words necessary is the exchange of eyes & hearts ...
wonderful poem you've penned here!
|Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie
|Very beautiful, this was just lovely,
|Reviewed by Lori Moore
|Words are never enough. Nicely done.|
|Reviewed by A PAX
|Beautiful......my highest compliment to you tonight!
WISH I WROTE IT........
AHHHHHHHHHHH.........PAX A :)