I talk passionately through my fingers
Not so much to be understood, but to
Soothe myself with a feeling of peace
And uninterrupted voice
My thoughts are open and waiting - hoping
That someone feels the surge of my spirit
Calling; hoping to make a connection, and
Feel the passion and share the language that
My thoughts speak in
Time and time again, my thoughts wander
Looking for solace, for some direction, and
They always come back to my fingers after
Making that connection with gentle spirits
There is no doubt that inspiration comes to you easily when gentle spirits and old souls connect to guide your hands. Love is so transcedental and that intensity never really dissipates. Your heart and soul are too receptive not to capture that inspiration as is evident in this write.
Amor
such a nice, soothing reflective piece of writing, nicely done
Reviewed by Pat Arnold
Reviewed on February 24, 2003
Your thoughts were formed in the Heavens and you love is forevermore. How easy to forget the promises made in another time or place. Your heart is so pure. There is no
room for hate in your heart. Again, such wonderful thoughts. Pat
Marilyn this is so beautiful....but if I am in deep thought...I start talking to myself and then my hands starts taking over.....and I can't keep them still.....lol
Love
tinka
this is the kind of poem i love to read over and over. great write.
Reviewed by the phantom pheonix (Reader)
Reviewed on February 24, 2003
this has a very other wordly feel to it which is so cool i bet though you are not the type to believe in ghosts huh? because this poem can be intepreted as seeing them but it also can be seen as the communicational energy between lovers and friends you are an exceptional poet who did a wonderful job on this poem
When I read your work I do feel:
"the surge of my spirit
Calling; hoping to make a connection, and
Feel the passion and share the language that
My thoughts speak in"
Your writing speaks to me and this is a wonderful piece Marilyn
Chrissie x
Marylin This is so good.
"Time and time again, my thoughts wander
Looking for solace, for some direction, and
They always come back to my fingers after
Making that connection with gentle spirits "
I love it.
Peg
Just look at all the web connections you have here. I appreciate you and have the same wishes you do. it is a blessing to be here with peers who have the same creative juice. Who knows. One may meet a greater challenge here than anywhere else. Life works in mysterious ways and I absolutely love the surprises writing affords me...just like you do too.
Using Calgary as a backdrop the author satirizes the self-serving nature of the public as it continues to fatten itself, not only physically, but egotistically as well.
xoxoxoxo
Amor
And ur heart gave a wonderful piece of write for us too
~Sanilnath
so warm and soothing.
Beautiful as always
Trixie :)
room for hate in your heart. Again, such wonderful thoughts. Pat
Love
tinka
Your damn good!
Tony
"the surge of my spirit
Calling; hoping to make a connection, and
Feel the passion and share the language that
My thoughts speak in"
Your writing speaks to me and this is a wonderful piece Marilyn
Chrissie x
Bonnie
Jack
"Time and time again, my thoughts wander
Looking for solace, for some direction, and
They always come back to my fingers after
Making that connection with gentle spirits "
I love it.
Peg
Love,
Susan
Sandie Angel :o)