Poets,
Sensitivity,
A budding rose,
A moonlit sky,
The ocean flows,
And You, beside,
My side,
That's all we need,
Our hearts to feed,
And then for tears,
The morning dew,
Mixed in with,
Lover's pride.
That's the way we are,
Always dreaming, in the clouds
Far away, so far away, our Star.
You highlight the quality of sensitivity as characteristic of poets and then elaborate on it. And it presents a positive view of the poetic life - which is as it should be. John Berryman was a great modern poet who lived in my hometown. He told his wife that his sensitivity to EVERYTHING had worn his nerves to shreds. He used alcohol to numb the pain. That is unfortunate to the extreme - both his plight and his solution. And that's what makes your poem so important - it shows us a poet's sensitivity is bright, life-affirming, infectious, generous. These are the things we want to promote. Your poem does so. It refreshes the spirit.
The ocean flows in a moonlight sky is really wonderful and beautiful imagery. Nicely composed poem shared.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
That's the way we are, always dreaming in the clouds.. I am most certainly lie this. A beautiful way to stroll through life. x