Seeming the life I live is at times not real, just a
nighttime dream that I've not yet awakened from.
A delicate balance being tipped back and forth with
every experience that I go through, discovering many
possibilities in it's depths.
Taking thoughts, writing and responding to each in
turn, as they appear in poems, sending my mind into
all areas of expertise.
Always falling into tempos of rhythm as they play
continually, giving sensuous pleasure as I think in
pictures.
Putting every detail into volumes of prose, easily,
concisely and briefly.
Yum! That is what I'm talking about! ! ! ! I love it! ! Keep blessing us!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A most fascinating way with words you have, it is a delight to read your poetry. Thanks for posting.