For my new poetic friend - a special man I've met not so long ago,
- a tall, lean man with a wonderful smile - I see it - you must know.
I hope you smile when you read my poor prose,
and when I ask you to write too - there'll be no 'no's.
You've bought back fun and laughter to me
and inspired me to once again write poetry.
I hope that I am complimenting your life too,
and that you are no longer feeling so 'blue'.
I love to see the cheeky look and twinkle in your eyes,
it tells a lot about you - more than you would realize.
Your chuckles are great, and most infectious,
and leaves me feeling young and impetuous.
Your appreciation of nature and of the spoken word
is yet to be bettered by none that I have heard -
well.... other than Wordworth, Shakespeare, Browning,
and Barrett - so begin the writing, and quit the frowning.
Nothing would give me more pleasure to see
you open your mind to your gifts, and let them be
visible for this sometimes shallow world to view -
and to know and understand the real quality of you.
Colleen Wright.
Colleen Reading your poem I suddenly felt your own feelings. It’ s magic, that you write in a language that you feel. It's wonderful the way you transmit directly your feelings to the reader. Keep writing, keep communicating. I dedicate to you my poem “The window”. Your special friend in your poem is not that alone like the hero of this poem of mine (“The window”) Regards Joseph
Colleen It is great to meet someone special and from reading your poem you have which shows that you have written not only in a laguage that you feel and understand but that relays that feeling to the reader. Keep writing from the heart, i'm sure your special friend will understand and appreciate you and your works Regards Don
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The 'real quality of you' shines through on this one, Colleen! Brian