Upon her pillowy heart I put to bed, my polished mind. And slipped into A diamond dream. Off I went To the jeweled entrance Of eternity. And left my vocal cords Bronzed in gold Hanging from the Pearly Gates. To be used as the trumpet That announces Her arrival into heaven.
With tender throat From this dream, I awoke. And when I searched For my voice I found it not. With might did my soul rejoice. Because now Only through my heart Could I talk to her. Using the long And short patterns Of my heartbeat As the Morse code of love.
terrific write; well done, ron! enjoyed~ (((HUGS))) and much love, your texas friend, karen lynn. :D thx for YOUR sweet review; 'twas much appreciated! :D
I can only agree with Belle, Kate and Eileen. You already stretched with the last poem. Now I find you surpassing that. You have a great talent, m'dear.
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Laura
Jules :)
Heavenly write! ty Handsum
vesna :)
Reindeer
Thank You,
Emilie
Because now
Only through my heart
Could I talk to her.
Using the long
And short patterns
Of my heartbeat
As the Morse code of love.
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Beautiful!
Carmen
~Chrissie
What a beautiful write...
One of my favorites for sure!!!
Trixie :)
Love Tinka
Just love the way you do this. Lisa
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