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bend me not
with promises
broken by the gate
or pierce my heart
with sonnets –
soundless beak against my bane
answer me with lullabies
and verses still to be
count the days
til coming back
finds no room to leave
linger as a poem
just before the night begins
else I be sworn to longing
and words
to write again
“linger as a poem
just before the night begins”
Poetry tells of life
With all its dreams and strife.
Love is what leads the way
For us to celebrate each day.
Poignantly beautiful, Bobbie……
I have finally found an analogy that fits. You are to words as Patsy Cline is to a song.
Goodnight,
xo
Paul
Maybe that’s why I find myself walking after midnight so often! Thank you, Paul. ~ Much love, Bobbie xo
Hello
I have been enjoying your poetry and I think you have done a good job. Well done! 🙂
I am dropping by to thank you for subscribing to my blog. I hope you will find visiting my blog an enjoyable experience.
Thank you again and lovely day to you! 🙂
Subhan Zein
Thank you so much, and I do look forward to visiting often………. I’m grateful for your time with my words as well. Have a beautiful day, my friend. ~ Love, Bobbie
At night i always find the perfect solace in the life of your words…you share so much love, it is so fulfilling! Thanks Bobbie!
And for these things (and many more), I thank God for you, Wendell. ~ Love, Bobbie
you just illuminated my night dear. Brava! 🙂
I am so very glad!!!! Let’s light up the world! Thank you so much. ~ Love, Bobbie
“answer me with lullabies
and verses still to be
count the days
til coming back” You are just wonderful! it is endless..you are and endless source of inspiration and beauty! Love, Linda xoxo
….and (again) I am not surprised that you would find my favorite lines (finds no room to leave)……… 🙂 Thank you so much, Linda. If I am an inspiration to you, then surely it is a double blessing for you are the same to me. Love you! ~ Always, Bobbie
like a rose asking a butterfly to come and drop her the rhythm of a dawn breeze…
like usual your embraced by Light…
much love
Oh, Mira……..thank you. Your love is that very same breeze and I am blessed. ~ Much love, Bobbie