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Wings of Thought

I sit here lonely as a cloud
in solitude where I'm allowed
to write whatever comes to mind
with any words I choose to find.

Blank paper staring, stark and white
can take me from the darkest night
to places that I've never been,
but only in my mind have seen.

And when the written word is formed
with rhyme and rhythm all adorned
it carries you on wings of thought,
if within its spell you're caught.

I sit here lonely as a cloud
in solitude where I'm allowed
to share whatever comes to mind
with all who choose my words to find.

Ivor G Davies


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The moment created this second, is a moment that's going to last.
It lives the full spectrum of time, the future, the present and past.
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by ivordavies

Clouds & Daffodils.
Love it Ivor...I'm sure Willy would too!

Unfortunetly...there are no serene fields here to inspire us...my brain has been frozen...not to say fingers and toes...with the ice storm and snow we are experiencing here in N.J.

Would appreciate a St. Bernard to come to my rescue...cask full of course! lol

Bea

( Posted by: Beatrice Boyle [Member] On: February 4, 2011 )

daffodils ...
Man I liked this. Reminds me of the abbey I visited where the daffodil poem had it's roots or so they say. I've got a photo of the abbey in ruins with daffodils in bloom .. but .. that was another moment in time and now I'm enjoying this one. Thanks Ivor.

( Posted by: Pen [Member] On: February 4, 2011 )

Ivor's musing
Ivor,
One of the things I really enjoy about this wondrous place is the eclectic array of forms and styles represented. I can always count on you for a pleasingly rhythmic read.

Cheers

( Posted by: Bobby7L [Member] On: February 4, 2011 )

Wings of Wordsworth
All,

Well, thank you all for the way this was received, I am very surprised as, obviously enspired by wondering what Wordworth would have written if he was blind, I typed this straight into the 'submit' box late at night and then spent the entire night wondering why I did and intending to take it down the nextday!

The first line, though obviously the 'trigger' to join me to my muse, seems to me so disconnected from the poem that it made me shudder to thimnk I had posted it!

I am extremely pleased that it seems I am forgiven and the rest of the piece carried it through, however I have printed below what is a more acceptable 'edit' (not normally my style) below and would really appreciate your feedback whether you feel this is better or has taken away the very thing that attracted you to this one.

As the one below is ALL my own work I am hoping that Wordsworth isn't soley responsible for the credit I may have received!

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Wings of Thought

Once more I answer echo’s call
to reach beyond life’s boundary wall
and write whatever comes to mind
with any words I choose to find.

Blank paper staring, stark and white
can take me from the darkest night
to places that I've never been,
but only in my mind have seen.

And when the written word is formed
with rhyme and rhythm all adorned
it carries you on wings of thought,
if within its spell you're caught.

Once more I answer echo’s call
to reach beyond life’s boundary wall
to share whatever comes to mind
with all who choose my words to find.

Ivor G Davies

......................................


Thaks again,


Ivor

( Posted by: ivordavies [Member] On: February 5, 2011 )

APPROVED
Normally I do not approve of anything written about or for poetry or poets, but in the hands of a real poet, it can even catch my --attention and approval--this is indeed one of thedm.

( Posted by: veebdosa [Member] On: February 5, 2011 )

No Nonsense Approach
And with a beat as accurate as a metronome

( Posted by: JetfireK [Member] On: February 5, 2011 )

Rythming
Inspiring and with a perfect pulse. Great stuff.

( Posted by: pablowilliams [Member] On: February 5, 2011 )

2 Ivor
Some say to rhyme is a lost poetic art
or one that should never ever be used
as if modern verse was best without it
and poor work could then be excused

But in the hand of a deft master scribe
when the rhyme is natural and never forced
the meaning is made with lighted lucidity
my love of Ivor's verse is duly reinforced

Thanks!

( Posted by: jonpenny [Member] On: February 8, 2011 )





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