If you’ve ever tried to catch a cloud,
to ride a rainbow,
to save the sunshine in a jar.
Then you know how it feels
to strive to capture the deep thoughts
that flitter across your mind.
The shadows of thought are not
easily distinguished.
Even now,
as I sit here, just me and these thoughts,
these deep thoughts
roam the hills and valleys of my mind,
always just out of reach.
But, from the shadows of deep thinking,
Springs a ray of sunshine,
I can only seem to catch with my pen.
But when I read over what I have written,
it is only a shadow of the shadow.
For behind my poems,
are real thoughts,
real feelings,
seen only in glimpses.
For poetry is my window to the world,
And to myself.
AND THAT WINDOW IS WIDE OPEN FOR OPPORTUNITY FOR YOU STARR...FINE PENNING IN ALL BASIC ASPECTS OF PRINCIPLED VERSE. YOU ARE MOST DEFINITELY A RISING S T A R R ! ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FRANK/FJR''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''
Splendid Starr! Yes you see all the windows and beyond that when you open your window.You are having a magical window indeed.
Now let me see...what do I like/love about this poem.........ummm.................... still in thought.......umm...........OH YES>>>>>>>>EVERYTHING 10! Love Duncan X
The window you have opened to share with us all. Thank you for the splendid view. An OUTSTANDING write. You are amazing! BRAVO! Patricia Gale
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is incredibly beautiful and vulnerable, the beginning caught my attention, the middle kept it, and the ending sent shivers down my spine.