when poetry comes
a full moon pulls
at the sea
the mind's
flooded
with ideas
the nile
overuns
its banks
and a page
flows
and
shines
with lunar
wisdom
and blessings
.....and the fields blossom with colour and the scent of joy...... Love, Fran xx
OH...thats one bit of it.. there's the other side also. when poetry dosen't come the moons a mystery. the mind's caught in a drought. the nile water eveporates about. and a page white blank shines with stark reality that wisdom and blessings never got to come out! ^^ Btw i liked your poem..just giving another version there..'the other side'..let's call it that: P Preets
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The poetry is flowing with ideas. Is that you want to bring it out of the mind and apply it into words with the memory but I have to say that it is a good poem John keep it up. Oh and I just rated 9 out of 10 so still it is a good poem.