Creative Force Poem by Tom Billsborough
Creative Force
The miracle of Life
Lies in our dreams,
The randomizing seeds
Which energize compulsion
A dark creative force
Beyond our comprehension
Forcing us to sing.
We have no option
But to fashion it in words.
We cannot stop their flow.
I am but a violin
Continuing on its score
Until the final note is played
And the melody is complete.
But I do not decide.
No, I do not decide!
dear Tom, what about adding this poem of yours to the Anthology ''Our Chains, Our Dreams - Part Two''? Let me know Cheers F.
Yes, I'd love to. Please include it. Sorry I've not been in touch. I'm busy translating Alejandro Jodorowsky poem from the Spanish with Rod Mendieta. i did write a poem for your Earth series called Global Warming. If you'd have a look at it and like it I hope it's not too late to include it. Many thanks, Fab.
well, it's just my experience. Others might feel differently. Will get back to reading your poems soon.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/24/2024 8:07:38 AM # 1.0.0.1119
good.. ok, Tom.. the poem will be in 'Part II.'
Thanks Fabrizio. Look forward to reading everybody's poems.