A Smile That Is Mine

A blank wall tells a story with many themes..
                         As a transparent look speaks without words though it seems..

                            With a blink of an eye I can write of life and how it flows..
                     And with a turn of my head I can follow highs and sprinkled lows..

                   When we walk with our heads down we stumble, but not at our feet..
                     We just miss what the horizon has given, and a new day to meet..

                          The blank wall now has splashes of this Poets painted lines..
                              And a voice seen and heard from a smile that is mine..
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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August 14, 2011 at 9:05 PM
Oooo..you are great at couplets toooo... cheers {•.•} M.J....take care..p.d.
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August 12, 2011 at 5:16 PM
hope all is going well for u luv and u will be enjoying a fantastic weekend... my two little grand daughters were down the beach with me and Venus all day yesterday and what a pair .. ages 2 and 3 and super feisty for sure..they wore us both out..haha... but we had so much fun..and that is what life is all about fun and luv.. your J.G. highly recommends both Michael..
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August 12, 2011 at 5:11 PM
Oh what beautiful words Micheal.Thanks so much for those wonderful comments on both of my new poems.You are a terrific person and I absolutly appreciate you reading my poems.~LOTS OF LUV~Teresa
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August 11, 2011 at 11:40 PM
Your writing is so geared toward the poet's outlook, Michael. Love those last few lines about splashes of poets painted lines! HOpe you are doing ok with Soup . It's been difficult getting on here lately, don't you think?
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August 11, 2011 at 3:43 PM
very creative Couplet, enjoye reading it. thank you for commenting on Teasing the bull.
Mesch Avatar
August 11, 2011 at 2:44 PM
This poem is wonderful and very inspiring. Thank you, and thank you for commenting on mine.:) Melissa
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August 11, 2011 at 2:40 PM
It was a pleasure to read your very interesting writing today Michael. Thank you for posting your poetry for us all to read and enjoy. Hoping you have a wonderful inspiration filled day. Love, Carol
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August 11, 2011 at 1:11 PM
this is life in a song, michael... very existential and hearfelt... thrilled am i..:) huggs, nette
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August 11, 2011 at 11:39 AM
Was it for your wife. Really sweet. To spend days with the one we love is priceless, there'd be no blank in our mind, just like what you said in this poem. I admire you more! :)
Sweetheart Avatar
August 11, 2011 at 9:37 AM
Michael your words bring smiles to all who read especially me and they make my day brighter than the last one lived.. precious emotions expressed so sweetly luv.. seeing u down the turnpike one of these fine days my W.K.. as your J.G. is catching the last of Summer rays at Wildwood and Cape May before vaca..always and forever luv..
Sivey Avatar
August 10, 2011 at 6:59 PM
This poem is very well written, I like it a lot! Good title to, represents the poem well! Thanks for sharing!!
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August 10, 2011 at 5:19 PM
this was an amazing write like you my friend.. cory
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August 10, 2011 at 5:23 PM
Cory, you made me blush....thank you...Michael
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August 10, 2011 at 5:10 PM
And a wonderful smile it is, hold onto that smile. I like the way you use the blank wall as the blank canvas on which the highs and lows of life are painted on. Lovely poem Michael.
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August 10, 2011 at 5:15 PM
Thank you Tim, your kind comments are an inspiration... Michael
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