Haunting music skipping thru my mind
Eerie in its familiarity
Wildwood flower strummed on an old
Flat
box guitar
too far back to really remember
I feel it instead
Somewhere inside me
Running thru my body like the blood in my veins
Music of my past
Forming a collage of thoughts
That never quite complete
And never quite stop
Always there
Past and present
Blending in perfect harmony
Music of then and now
Form the background of my life
A perfect palette
On which to blend my future colors
Tones and hues
An artistic symphony
Playing the song
Simply titled
ME
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Reviews of "Simply...Me"
Reviewed by Scada (Reader)
Reviewed on June 2, 2002
Nothing simple about you, twin.
Scada
Reviewed by Dens Dreamweaver (Reader)
Reviewed on June 2, 2002
Abssolutely beautiful Sue.. I really love this one. <smile> Simply _ Me is the best thing to be. {{ hugs }}
Love and Light
dreamweaver
music and songs that made of feel good...feel bad....make us cry and laugh..gave us things to reach and lesson to teach...I remember
........great write
Wow,incredible words...loved the use of the words 'palette' and 'collage' and you sure strung the all together to paint a perfect picture.Beautiful work Sue.
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Scada
Love and Light
dreamweaver
........great write
Loved this a lot!!!!!
Sandie Angel :o)
Simply Me!
The chameleon of emotions.
Every picture tells a story.
Your a very clever woman.
have fun.
Morchuis
poetry friend, Audrey Cooper