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Still My Mind

With my brush in hand I stroked a line across my screen... The letters were colored with bright emotions that sit so serene... And now today there are musical sounds that ride up and down my words in tune... Its the construction of a painting with poetic lines and song to follow soon... A paper canvas is a playground to create and unwind... Whether on the ivory keys or across the strings my favorite instument is still my mind...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 12/24/2011 5:43:00 AM
A true artist in any form Michael xxx
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Date: 12/23/2011 12:34:00 PM
Like always Michael,very well written. Christmashugs from Anne-Lise
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Date: 12/22/2011 9:29:00 AM
You close this poem with a perfect line.. poet's mind is a sacred playground, only you can visit but lonely you'll never feel.
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Date: 12/22/2011 12:30:00 AM
lovely words michael!
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Date: 12/18/2011 8:47:00 PM
this is awesome.. and your last line is brilliant. merry christmas my friend cory
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Date: 12/18/2011 7:57:00 AM
now you have to tell me why??? come now.. you like me I shy away from rhyme lol
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Date: 12/18/2011 7:54:00 AM
I love that last line Michael, it brings this gem of yours full circle :) love this write of yours. love Wilma
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