Midnights Voice (November 3,1950 / Selma, Alabama)
Poems by Midnights Voice : 210 / 209
1974
1974
was a year
of warm summer fun
The nighthawks flew
in the lights
of darkness
And trees crashed
in warm
winter storms
And love was
a kiss
upon a breast
And touch upon
willing lips
and fingertips
And life was a joy
to possess
And a joy
to profess
Midnights Voice
Submitted: Tuesday, August 07, 2012
Edited: Wednesday, August 08, 2012
Poems by Midnights Voice : 210 / 209
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a wonderful recall of yester year. how often we go back in time.
Youth is wonderful, Good write.
A romantic song with a life of joy and professing that joy right from the heart.So jubilant!
I remember 1974.....lots more Sesame Street in mine than yours: -)
1991? Now that's a different story!
Beautifully written...again [3
Wow you should have saved a bottle of wine from that year..for good luck.. :)
Indeed a sweet ditty on love! ! ' Life, a joy to possess// And a joy to profess'..... Beautiful lines!
Just so exuberant an full of the joys of when one was free to spread ones wings and just fly.... gorgeous piece tyvm karen
wow....that's all i can say right now...wow.
Swimming back to the past make your heart beating fast, and your blood running turn your cheek red and it's seems like how great time you had,1974.....but my body at that time still far away from reaching earth....i dont know where my soul been, still heaven waiting to born maybe....but maybe from above i had see you below having a beautiful moment,1974....the year i am not there to share your smile, still in 2012 you 1974 still alive in heart and core in mind_Unwritten Soul