Phil Soar

Gold Star - 50,796 Points (28.06.1952)

Submission - Poem by Phil Soar

I submit myself to you for your imagination
without an explanation or submission
and make of me from these short words your own impression
you have my own acceptable permission

I'm getting on in years, and don't I know it
my love for writing seems to ebb and flow
and so at my mind's will, the words are growing
and are written from my heart, just so you know

Sometimes I have mysterious moods that haunt me
I hear my mind and feel a need to bloom
like petals, my words are in my mind and taunt me
and so I sit and write them in my room

Imagine if you will, a mind where words are everywhere
where nouns and verbs mix up the letters there
and lest they are erased and gone forever
I have to write them down whilst I still care

So if thoughts are subject matter and develop
If minds can reach in places so extreme
why should I ignore words where they envelop
and forget the sentences, of which I dream

For dream of them I do, in anxious moments
I cannot halt these messages of time
and so I write them down and hope you like them
even though some never even rhyme.

Topic(s) of this poem: life

Comments about Submission by Phil Soar

  • Edward Kofi Louis (3/13/2015 6:41:00 AM)

    Nice piece of work. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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  • Kumarmani Mahakul (3/13/2015 6:17:00 AM)

    Although there is mysterious mood still I submit myself before you oh dear Lord. Wonderful poem shared really. Very nicely done. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 13, 2015

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