Make a Poet of me yet, Please fill this emptiness. Sit beside me at sunset, And to life, ponder confess. Each trial, tribulation met, Each joy, victory blessed. All in our speculations set, On mortality, and infinity rest. Still by mystery of living yet
Oh yeah. Amazing thing. I thought of you, or you came into my Mind, ~ 3 days ago. Good To HEAR From You Again! Real Friends never feel any gap in Time b/w them. They just pick up where they are now.
NEVER GIVE UP !
ON
Yourself
Others
Your Love
Your Poetry
And Everything Else
In Between.
https://youtu.be/iY5xjlTZuJw
Yes Yes.
True Friends,
Sit gently
& Speak
More gently so...
Oh yeah. Amazing thing. I thought of you, or you came into my Mind, ~ 3 days ago. Good To HEAR From You Again! Real Friends never feel any gap in Time b/w them. They just pick up where they are now.
Haven't read this one yet.
Your 1st Poem didn't allow a post. So now I'll read this 2nd Poem. Thanx.
Dearest Poet James Duff,
Your Beautiful Words
Both Sing & {{{Sound-s}}}
True !
If ever,
I write a book
I'd like to Write A.
DEDICATION
TO YOU !
No cross-words
But A Puzzle
OF both LOVE & FAITH !
Perchance...
If we Ever meet
I'll explain
THAT ONE
Or Ones
To You !
Problem is
It will be,
Or BECOME !
For that matter
A book
Simply
Of Thankful
Gratitudinals...
Always Friend.
Totally.
.
ALL MY LOVE
TO YOU.
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I Love Rumi, the little I've read of him. I think there's one ditty of a man being accused of un-loving.
He tears open his clothes & muscle & sinew, down to the bone.
Inscribed upon the chalky alabaster osteo...everywhere.