Velvet Lines Poem by David Wood
Velvet Lines
The Humming Bird is my pen
It writes syllables on the page
And a poem develops in the womb
Of inspiration from my heart.
Stanza's fall on the page as
Evening falls and night claims
The end of the day and a cool
Evening breeze gently blows.
A poem is inspiration from the heart. Dear poet, your poetry is great. Thank you.
Really beautiful. There was nothing wrong with the other second stanza, but I must say this second stanza does fit the poem much better. A fantastic poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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4/18/2024 3:28:52 AM # 1.0.0.1119
A great poem, love the first stanza. A great write.