Small Poems # 18 Poem by JOE POEWHIT

Small Poems # 18



JAZZ

Wondrous melody beyond written time.
Brief explosions within my mind.
A place where only space exists.
The crashing of notes in a pattern.

HEART SONG

Crying with a forgotten pain.
Wondrous wisps which call to me.
Bringing my soul with you.
Beyond the soft mellow time.

WAYWARD

Soft calls of the spell bound night.
Musical to the rapture of the heart.
Call to memory a forgotten word.
Where only the fallen peddler rests.

copyright 1993 POEWHIT
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Whitney Nicole Albright* 26 November 2008

Great. Love the line 'Wondrous wisps which call to me'.

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