concepts expressions of thought course through the convolutions of a fertile imagination and develop into a idea
what i want to say progresses down invisible synapses arranges into a neat pattern from brain to arm to hand to finger and i become the poem
reflections from the recesses of my mind flow onto the piece of paper images and emotions utterances from my psyche
bared before you in black and white a fragment of my soul a large portion of my heart lies there awaiting your inspection read me who has become the poem
(C) copy written, 2004, by karla dorman.
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Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
Reviewed on January 11, 2004
Hey Karla am I glad I didnt miss this one...clap clap...this is great...yes we bare our souls in poetry dont we..so who owns who....great writing....floria
Karla,
A+ on this write, hon...you scored big, and you are doing so more and more, I only hope someday to achieve a small sum of what you have accomplished here...Peace & keep warm...Ed & Rufuz
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
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A+ on this write, hon...you scored big, and you are doing so more and more, I only hope someday to achieve a small sum of what you have accomplished here...Peace & keep warm...Ed & Rufuz
Love Tinka
a good write ---
john+
Very creative and artistic depicting of a poem.
I have enjoyed a striking reading.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU