In a careless click, of keyboard, delete
My purposeful write, captured ever sweet
Escapes into outer space, cyberspace, gone
Floats into the atmosphere of the unheard song
Funny is how poetry strikes the inner cord of each reader often in a different key... these lines brought to me a sense of tragedy... not unlike a still born birth
Oh... in a few lines you've crafted something worth reflecting upon. Your thread will be touching many peers, Im sure. We'll keep relishing your heartfelt lines. All the best! Maria
I feel for you Susan. First the inspiration. Then the perspiration. Finally the consumation. Review the masterpiece. Even little poems are our babies. Then we press the wrong key and all is spirited away by some jealous cyber God. BUT.... There is hope, as I found after many years. Immediately after the mistake, press Ctrl and Z simultaneously and all errors are undone :) But then, if you'd done that we would never have had this delightful little conversation. lol
As Allan i passed through by that situation too... It was my first novel.... was a handwritten.. long time ago...Its ok as you said maybe an angel is not? ? ?
floating through the atmosphere There may be green valleys Carefully knitted and displayed To attract new poems' broad canvas
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I found this funny, I like funny things.