My heart was always a poet
And all the blood in my veins, his ink
In you he found his poetry
As he fills this page in a blink
The words flow out so gently
Their steps are soft and sweet
They hum a joyful melody
And dance to the writer’s beat
The sentences are in order
Descending from love to peace
Satisfied, the heart will rest now
After finishing a masterpiece
Filled with so much depth and emotion..loved it
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I love it, beautifully written Frank. You write so deep and beautiful. Thank you for sharing.
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I love it!! You’re awesome!
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Love this
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Simply beautiful!
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Nice little love poem about the relationship between the poet and his muse. Enjoyed the use of dancing/musical imagery to illustrate the way words flow out of a poet’s mind. 🙂 Thanks for liking my post! Good luck with your writing.
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Thanks a lot
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No probs! 🙂
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Take care and have a nice day
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Amazing how the masterpiece simply fulfills the desire to stop! Once a ‘FUCKIN MASTERPIECE’ is scripted it’s just done. Simply the best ever written, speaks for itself, nothing needs to be added.
You find that it flows perfectly from thoughts to paper without error. Your superconsious mind has brought forth A perfectly written harmonic MASTERPIECE.
Greatness, keep writing.
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Ah, thanks for that
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YW Frank.
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Take care, my friend
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So right!
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Yes. Thanks
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Absolutely beautiful!
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Thank you so much
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The first 3 lines are especially capturing. They resonate with my feeling that the desire to write is and is not my own.
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Amazing Frank…Love it
– Kiya
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Reading this overwhelmed with a feeling of gratitude, love, and ever so peace with myself. Whenever my life is agitated with life itself, your writing is a shimmer of rain that washes the dirt away from my soul.
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Oh, thank you so much
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You made me smile Frank.
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Welcome
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And why I say I am as broken as they come. I stand where there is no going back, yet, a path I want, but seems not open to travelers. Broken, alone, and no way out.
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But there is hope. As long as you breathe, there is a mission waiting to be completed
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Without love there is no hope. Sorry, I’m awful depressing today. A heart can only take so much before I breaks forever.
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Stay calm. God has special plans for you. And love yourself. That is the truest form of love. If you don’t love yourself, who else would? So take the first and the most easiest step and things will get better
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I know. I do love myself. I’m just having a pity party. I have been through a lot in life and sometimes just wish life would be easy for once. But it’s all character building… Thanks to you. Much love.
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Love
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You know your comment about loving myself made me realize 3 things. 1. If the path I had my hopes set on is closed, then its loss. I would have only added to the great beauty of that path. Planting more flowers, tending to the weeds and overgrowth, and maintaining its innate grandeur. 2. If that path is not the path of truth and true love, well then better that it is closed. It saves me a lot of time on my way to great love. 3. Finally, that path is so beautiful and unbelievable. It is like nothing I have ever known or seen before. So, if that path is not my path, then I can only think that my end path is going to be amazing. It’s hard to imagine better, but God is great.
Sometimes all we need is a friend to clear our minds. Thank you so much.
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Welcome. I am glad I could help you
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You always do. Even if it just through reading your poetry.
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Thanks again. It is encouragement and support like this that keeps me going. It keeps me from breaking down
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You are an excellent writer. Never stop.
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Never ever. As long as I am breathing, you can rest assured that I will write
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It is breathing for some of us.
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Glad to hear that
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A masterpiece it is. Each piece and all of it together.
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Thank you
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Of course. I missed reading you last night due to no cell device. It felt like I was missing my favorite concert.
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Hey, thanks for that. I always wanted to know what it feels like to be a rockstar. Now I do
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From this poem it seems you found peace, which is beyond beautiful.
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Yes. And also with a kind friend like you
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I did nothing. You found it on your own. I just shined the light on how great you are. You had to see it and believe it.
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You are being far too modest. The moon cannot shine on its own. It needs the sun
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I am no sun, I assure you. I am as broken as they come.
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We all are. But then we still shine
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Only if we find our way back.
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Or pave a new one
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You can only pave new ground that is willing to be paved. If the ground does not work with you, it cracks and breaks and there is no road despite all the work you put into the resurfacing. No matter how much you hope and dream and envision that road, if the ground is not amenable and willing, there will be no road.
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So true
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Beautiful!
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This is so sweet and beautiful Frank…!!!
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Thanks a lot
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Only a poets heart can fill the page in a blink. Beautifully portrayed!
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Thank you
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This is truly amazing
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Really like this a lot!
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And when that piece is done,
There’s more that he can tell,
For the poet is the one,
Who keeps drawing from the well.
Thanks again, Frank, for the privilege.
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Oh no, thank you
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Nice going, Frank!
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Thanks
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Beautiful!!
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Deeply beautiful.
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Thank you
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