Countless are the feelings
Held within the poets heart
At times the feelings turn to words
Down in the deepest part
And when the feelings get too strong
A magic happens then
The words start flowing from the heart
Into the poets pen
And when the words fall to the page
And flow in magic rhyme
The thoughts of him that holds the pen
Will live throughout all time
Jack Roberts – November 19, 2003
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Reviewed by *********** ********** (Reader)
Reviewed on November 24, 2003
Wonderful Jack....I'd say, good poetry comes from a persons soul not fingers.....As does yours..Always such a delight to read and review your work......Love your new bio pic too ;) Ty, Dani
Reviewed by T. Emilie Dybevik (Reader)
Reviewed on November 23, 2003
I saw this a few days ago and had no idea how to review it. Your work is fine. I love they way your mind works. Exquisite poetry. This is truly what a poet's heart bleeds. Good poetry does not need a million words and sometimes less is more. This is the case right here.
I hope so, Jack, that is what I am counting on for the me-ness of immortality, my heart turned inside out for the future to read. Lovely, almost haunting piece creating a sense of melancholy. :)
Oh Jack, this is wonderful. A poets
heart is like no other. I've always felt
poets held a bond between them.
~Excellent write!
*Linda*
Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
Reviewed on November 19, 2003
Excellent...excellent write...and oh so very true....great writing Jack...floria
Reviewed by Susan Sparks (Reader)
Reviewed on November 19, 2003
Jack: It is amazing how emotions completely affect our writing. I usually LOL when I'm writing humor and I cry when writing something very sad. This is an accurate portrayal of the poet's heart and certainly well-expressed.
OHHHHHHHHH WISH I WROTE IT!!! Can I say I did?? Pretty please with sugar on top???? Be your best friend??? I'll give you my lunch money for a week????
lol
this is great!
love these lines
And when the words fall to the page
And flow in magic rhymes
The thoughts of him that holds the pen
Will live throughout all time
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
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Thank You,
Emilie
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Nancy
Love Tinka
What else is there to say.
Love,
Susan
heart is like no other. I've always felt
poets held a bond between them.
~Excellent write!
*Linda*
lol
this is great!
love these lines
And when the words fall to the page
And flow in magic rhymes
The thoughts of him that holds the pen
Will live throughout all time
well done.......applause!