April 20, 2022
As a Poet I Could Not See
i saw what i was and wondered
lonely as a cloud when all at once
i tasted butter fields
That those who dance upon Stars into
longer line — along the bay the dance (by
the lake by the trees what twinkled always
a margin great) spiritually as ocean’s glee
how no poetry could foresee
the wealth that showed to me
whilst vacant as i am
the words that came to me
this lonely company.
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Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love...
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April 20th, 2022 at 2:07 am
Thank you for your blog, I appreciate your comments 😁
April 28th, 2022 at 4:59 am
And thank you. Very much so, thank you!