Michael J. Falotico Poet Rhyme

Heart of Fire

As I sit in front of these black and white keys,
I can't find the right tune to flow with my breeze..
I stare out the window, over the trees and past
the sky of mine..
Searching for a word and note that can capture
my feelings in a rhyme..
Sometimes a world away or a mile, but still out of
reach to hold..
Then my fingers move and a thought comes out
with a melody not yet sold..
A song of peace, a song of desire..
That builds in my mind and a heart of fire..

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Laura Archer April 1, 2011 at 5:31 AM It is beautiful. It opened my day. You have nice words that flow perfectly together. I hope you the best XoXo, Laura

Kabuteng P.Ink K. March 29, 2011 at 10:08 PM wonderful title you have here Michael, very fitting -- sometimes it is definitely the passion for something that moves us-- me I don't know how to play any kind of musical instrument boohoo for me -- yay for you for finding music to complement your talent in poetry :) always just here-- nikko :)

March 28, 2011 at 5:57 PM Michael, your words are the music and I always enjoy reading your work. Alexa

Linda-Marie Sweetheart March 28, 2011 at 5:32 AM So sweet your comment on my role as nurse/doctor Michael... I masquerade as Florence Nightengale when I want to be ..haha.. and the little nurse outfit is really cute too... maybe that is why Ron has a fever ..luv.. appreciate the compliment .. my W.K. from your J.G. forever and always ...

Andrew Crisci March 27, 2011 at 11:47 PM It's awesome, Michael! You have written wonderful lyrics; it could be a rock song, or even a country/western song. I can hear the beat and feel the rhythm of your words...I can hear the melody in my mind. I wish you all the best. Peace and Love, Andrew.

Constance La France March 27, 2011 at 4:52 PM It is just wondeful, Michael, this comes right from your soul, easy to tell that, I wonder for Lennon did the music come first and then the lyrics, or is the other way ~~

Audrey Haick March 27, 2011 at 4:39 PM Amazing how we can be so creative with just a little time spent in solitude, dear Michael where spirit, heart and mind commune at best! Thanks for sharing this as many experience this but have not thought to express it. I enjoyed. Love, Annalise

Nette Onclaud March 27, 2011 at 12:50 PM a swinging symphony of emotions, michael...reflections abound; superb stuff..:) huggs, nette

Wilma Neels March 27, 2011 at 9:48 AM That is how the best songs start, in our hearts and mind with the joy of nature surrounding you.. Love Wilma

Carolyn Devonshire March 27, 2011 at 9:36 AM Sometimes it helps us to find the right words if we look at nature's beauty. The sky, trees and sea are a great source of inspiration. It would be great to hear the "song" that would come from this poem! Love, Carolyn

Carrie Richards March 27, 2011 at 8:47 AM I wish we could hear you playing and singing this.........perhaps you could You Tube it, and let us see !!!? But I can almost imagine how lovely this is put to music!!! :)

James Fraser March 27, 2011 at 8:29 AM Many a tune is about life, thoughts, and out of this world experiences like the sixties. Sgt Pepper an example. Mine are written from an over imaginative mind, of which I like. Keep the thoughts flowing Michael, and it will fall into place. Have a lovely Sunday....:)

Linda-Marie Sweetheart March 27, 2011 at 7:59 AM The creative side never sleeps Michael and the piano is a great compliment to writing your best.. though to me all your poetry is 'best'.. my White Knight ... inspiration from just a simple note is indeed a special moment.. luv Carole King and all her words .. much said in a song or poem to convey many emotions luv.. your Jersey Girl is hearing the mood of your heart of fire as u play your tune of luv..

Michael J. Falotico March 27, 2011 at 7:35 AM Not a musician in any way or form, but one could hope and dream... Enjoy Soup Family...luv Michael

Wiseton Prins March 27, 2011 at 6:54 AM Nice... nice... nice... dont make me envy you now, u know i really wish to own a piano too, and that view u talk of outside your windos must be a real blessing... thinking of which, i have noticed that there is a funny way in which Mother Nature tends to reward creative minds... we always find ourselves in places with good view! without so much effort on our part! M.J. buddy, i believe in predestination... that'd be the only explanation.> hey M.J., welcome back!