Into the consciousness
I have studied the words,They are just
like jazz presevered in the tonal air,
Let the language find your soul,
Play the trumpet of your voice,
Find that melody in the sea of streets,
Dance a little,
Wait to the sound floats,
Write in the half-light of the page,
The words will entertain you when
your soul gets lonely,
Drift among your senses.
<Deleted User> (4281)
Fri 11th Jul 2008 19:05
Hi, Neil Francis
I like this poem; it shows the real poet in you.
The voice intonation and the picture were nice too.
The write show your inner feelings an emotions.
Very moving write!
Thank you,
Zuzanna