Mistaken Identity

Your mistake is believing

that a poem is a by-product

of inspiration, adulation,

anything but what it really is:

a single, magical moment

when time stands still

to watch you birth memories

through words while you

weave them into tapestries

of beauty and surprise,

wrapped forever in the magic

of grace, the lyre that makes

the heart sing and the soul to dance

Reviews

[emmajoy]

Isn't the imaginative mind a wonderful place.. tis like a long-time lost treasure chest that is suddenly discovered and opened to show... riches never before seen! The writer has his or her own treasure, the reds and golds, the greens and blues and all, hidden safely ready and waiting to fill pages and then, eyes eager to read beautiful words like those above. causing 'the heart sing and the soul to dance' for sure. Wondereful writing, Karen, thoughts shared, words declared gently and more.

[Beccy]

You have perfectly captured how I feel when I'm writing a poem. I would be truly lost without those magical moments.

Beccy

[Karen]

Thank you Beccy. I was hoping other poets could relate!

[Gleb Zavlanov]

A very genuine, heartfelt, lyrical piece. Beautiful beyond words!

[Karen]

Thank you. Sometimes poetry is just that: capturing a beautiful moment, a poignant second in time that must be made eternal somehow through art, and in this case, written art. Thanks for reading Gleb!

[Gleb Zavlanov]

It was my pleasure.

[Sami Khalil]

Beautifully said , truthfully conveyed...Bravo..................

[Karen]

Thanks, Sami! I love how you always have something wonderful to say!

[Sami Khalil]

Wow. Good to know...You are welcome...:).............