In darkened night Those pale lips sing Pale as the moonlight upon the shore That voice of beauty… within a song Like waves on a lonely shore Now hear the voice call gently Where do I belong? Cold wind touch the lonely cheek She cry… how lonely will I die she ask How long will she deny the fact… That his love… was only a silent act Lonely pool on this windy shore Pale moon cries no more Now the voice of beauty Rise upon the shore A lonely cry… Like the howling wind Upon this silvery shore Her dreams of hope In darkened night Like waves Just rolled to shore While pale lips sing I love You
WOW, breathtaking!, this poem here, heartwrenching, masterfully rendered, such a gloried vision, written with the depth of the soul, romace in essence, loved this piece tinka, you never cease to amaze me, mike
Sweeeeet imagery Tink- I like the way you let this Poem roll off your lips here- Let the tides appear in all their magesty-Wonderful Pict. too... Thank you~! HuGs,Sheee
Tinka you are such a touchingly warm romantic that I believe the term romance must have been made with your heart in mind. Another beautiful piece my dear friend,
Hugs,
Felix
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
Questions, unquestioned discoveries, and answers in parable and rhyme…. This collection records a journey starting with a 1960s retrospective and the first man on the moon, moving to a new millennium welcomed in with a terrorist spin, family crises,
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This is beautiful yet sad somehow.
Hugs,
Felix
Take care,
Sherry
Nice work
Peace and starlight
Ron
Wonderful art and music, too!