Who is she Miss Ess? A goddess She appears everywhere In any form Bird Comet Butterfly Whirlwind Her voice in the storm Rain Her tears in the clouds Rainbow Her moods in the sky She expresses herself Anywhere I go She plays my emotions Like music I would like to be Her instrument of choice
Who is Miss Ess?
Miss Ess knows
Copyright 2004 by Regis J. Auffray All rights reserved
WHOEVER SHE IS...AND WHATEVER FORM...SHE DOES SOUND INTRIGUING. SEEN ANY 'BUTTERFLIES' LATELY....? NO, HE REPLIES, BUT I HAVE FELT THE WIND, CAUGHT A GLIMPSE OF A COMET AND SEEN A COUPLE OF BIRDS.(SMILE) WELL DONE AND, AS ALWAYS, WHEN I READ YOUR WORK I ENJOY IT A LOT. LOVE AND BLESSINGS, JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Having just read your blog, I recalled this poem, which you wrote before I joined AuthorsDen. So now I am curious about the identity of Mlle Esse. Is she spirit or flesh? Is the entity you mentioned in your blog the entity about which this poem is wrriten? Oh, I'm in a mood this evening, Regis. Don't mind me, Sugarman. Here I am asking you questions about your poetry that I warn other people not to ask poets. LOL. A little restless this evening, I think. Your heart's like a pot of honey.
Regis,
I am very pleased to make your acquaintance. I look forward
to becoming familiar with your writing. Thank you for your comment
on "A Requiem Refreshed" Vicky
Reviewed by Simon Thurlow (Reader)
Reviewed on January 13, 2004
Very unusual poem which left me pondering more than a few questions after reading it. Well written Regis
Equistite, my friend. Your talent soars
in this one.
*Linda*
Reviewed by Monette Bebow-Reinhard (Reader)
Reviewed on January 11, 2004
Wow - I think you would like each of us lovely lady readers to hope we is she! Thanks for sharing a tribute as vast as the universe - that of the goddess in woman, and with such poetic finesse!
Monette
Wonderful creativity Regis, straight from your radiant pen!
Love, Sheila
Reviewed by Oirdheirc Mor (Reader)
Reviewed on January 11, 2004
Hi Regis.
This is the first time I have uninterrupted use of a computer in weeks,
One has to be careful what one says, when the Pope beams benevolently from every crevasse, waiting to catch the unwary, in their unconscious thought.
He of course enmeshed in the power of divine goodness, has never heard of that great liberator of the soul, embodied in the Goodness of Redbreast.
Who Cares,
Mor.
Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)
Reviewed on January 11, 2004
Hi Regis, I also don't have a clue but I am sure she has something to do with music...I love the last few lines and that visual is wonderful...floria
Anywhere
I go
Awesome!
SueB
Enjoyed you sharing....
I am very pleased to make your acquaintance. I look forward
to becoming familiar with your writing. Thank you for your comment
on "A Requiem Refreshed" Vicky
I really enjoyed this, thanks for sharing
it, and that pic. is great!
Hugs,
Maria
"Mystical" is how I
would describe this
wonderful write...
Trixie :)
Carmen
the picture of the Goddess. Good artwork!
Thanks for your reviews!
love Tinka
An enjoyable reading from a beautiful writing.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
Missus...
you are the man...
in this one.
*Linda*
Monette
Best regards,
Leland
peace
Love, Sheila
This is the first time I have uninterrupted use of a computer in weeks,
One has to be careful what one says, when the Pope beams benevolently from every crevasse, waiting to catch the unwary, in their unconscious thought.
He of course enmeshed in the power of divine goodness, has never heard of that great liberator of the soul, embodied in the Goodness of Redbreast.
Who Cares,
Mor.
Debs
Like music
I would like to be
Her instrument of choice"
Oh, my!
"...she plays my emotions
like music
i would like to be
her instrument of choice
who is miss ess?
miss ess knows" *smiles*
she's playin you like a fiddle--written with heart and soul, you've done great with this one, regis--truly enjoyed :)
(((HUGS))) and love (and STAY WARM--hear it's COLD your way),
karla. :)
Once You Know Nature Of Beast You Control It,i.e. Your Emotions !
TRASK