some words explode while others infiltrate
some dreams confuse while others stimulate
the contours of your voice speaks softly while screaming
i look to your eyes to search what you’re thinking
speaking what you feel, you find that discerning
suggesting not surrender to the downpour of my yearnings
for the spark in your mind, so exceedingly bright
is absent of rain, pouring in my sight
Take care,
Sherry
Your work is admired, and I am way behind in telling you this.
Reading your poetry is a highlight in my week. It's depth iamazingly woth what it takes to put on paper. Tankk you sincerely.
As always
Peace
william
Regis
that last stanza says it all.
Edwin
I'm kinda one track minded that way right now..Fires are raging, in my mind, on the TV, everydarnwhere.
Thanks for this Gem, nice change of pace Jude
:) Ch'erie
Bravo! my friend, bravo! you inspire others to think! ! !
Georg
Jude, I hope I read it correctly. Some of your poems leave lots of room for the imagination and I usually let mine go where it will when I read some of your works.
Sage
Hugs,
Marcia
As always very powerfully poignant.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.