A Quiet Song

There is silence across the sky tonight..
The song I sing can't be felt or held tight..
My words are quiet but the meaning so strong..
I walk by candle light but the steps may be wrong..
Paper dreams that float like smoke through the trees..
Break apart as they pass through doors with no keys..
Let me live and speak the way I dream..
For a clouded sky still holds a sun that can gleam..
Trampled letters all thrown on the floor..
Not wasted, just scooped up for something more..
The eyes of a Poet see in dreams and thoughts..
Words are played with on paper, scrambled around
till they're caught..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Fraser Avatar
April 1, 2011 at 3:04 PM
I see a Michael writing out of his box here. Something has stirred this piece for sure. The eyes of a Poet sure sees in dreams, for their words shall flow like true running streams. As they exit their thoughts their words are written down.......:)
Foulk Avatar
March 31, 2011 at 7:32 AM
a very creative and enjoyable piece of poetry.
K. Avatar
March 29, 2011 at 10:05 PM
quiet yet very stirring, Michael :) & I do think that sometimes it is in the silence where we really feel something I really like that line about paper dreams-- way to go for you for catching these words-- enjoyed this song of yours-- and haha I got no luck knowing what the writing in the sky says?? tsk tsk and I am running on hmmm 3 hours sleep? teehee I am crazy!
Peranteau Avatar
March 29, 2011 at 9:50 PM
Dear poet, I am so glad that this write is before me....trust me, these words by me are taken with the utmost ! I accidentlly saddened a soul here on the soup, and these words will forever remind me that I did so...a good reminder,(mind you) ! Have a great day my friend ! much love, james
Foulk Avatar
March 29, 2011 at 2:55 PM
a great piece of poetry, enjoyed it. thank you for reading my poem and for your comment.
Devonshire Avatar
March 29, 2011 at 2:49 PM
I don't think this is "out there," Michael. Anyone who writes can relate to the words that scramble around and the piles of crumpled poems that never made it to the posting stage. Well done! Love, Carolyn
Onclaud Avatar
March 29, 2011 at 11:19 AM
breathtaking, rick.. if only musings and dreams could speak! radiant piece that floats with emotion's breeze! :) huggs,nette
Brown Avatar
March 29, 2011 at 7:25 AM
I enjoyed reading your creative poetry today Michael. Have a wonderful day and may you find even more inspiration to write as the day goes by. Love, Carol
Tacito Avatar
March 29, 2011 at 5:50 AM
Strongly said here, Michael. It is all about those "paper dreams". Excellent job!
Neels Avatar
March 29, 2011 at 5:19 AM
"My words are quiet but the meaning so strong..." I love that line.. Also the meaning behind this write of yours Michael.. love Wilma
Dietrich Avatar
March 28, 2011 at 10:34 PM
such an incredible line: scrambled arond till they're caught. Love it, Michael.
Sweetheart Avatar
March 28, 2011 at 8:29 PM
Every line so deeply touching I cannot re quote any of them but for all of them Michael .. extremely expressive piece .. luv the paper dreams that float like smoke.. your Jersey Girl in amazed mode from your beautiful and brilliant creativity luv.. forever and always ..
Kendrick Avatar
March 28, 2011 at 4:34 PM
And I have caught some of those words tonight..Enjoyed reading your work..Thanks for the kind review of my work..Sara
Falotico Avatar
March 28, 2011 at 3:33 PM
A little out there I know, but I had a long day lol......ALways Michael
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