Marty Owens Poet Free verse

Hovering

How many have ever heard the song "Somewhere in Time?"
       It's a song with only music and with no words or rhyme.
 "Fantasie Impromtu" is another one written by Chopin?  
       Also a song of rare beauty without words thrown in.
These two songs along with "Moonlight Sonata" were played by my son.
       He's an acomplished pianist who can play most any run.
He played these songs at my funeral last week.
       Don't be shocked all you people keep on sitting in your seat.
You Poetry Soup poets who are sitting there reading this write.
       Yes you!  Don't turn around and look behind you or look to the right!
Do you feel that erie feeling in your tummy right now?
       Well! It's because of me! I'm hovering over you somehow!
No don't look!  You won't see me. 
       My spirit is floating above your right shoulder freely.
I'm watching you read your poems.  Did you get some good comments today?
       Yes I saw where you wrote that beautiful verse, and that nice display!
You deserve that nice comment.  How about your soupmail?  Are there very many?
       Did someone tell you a secret?  Remember!  I won't tell and I know a plenty!
I've been watching you on Poetry Soup for hours writing your poems that rhyme.
       You're writing about love and mysteries, about cat tails, building spaceships and rhyme 
        time!
You're writing of happy new year, time warps, romantic longings and betrayals and how do 
        you do it,
       One of you says your poems are like children to you, one writes of beautiful women 
        with wit
And one of you even wrote of hanging berries!  And all of these wonderful poems I've read.
        I have hovered over many of you and you never even knew I was dead,  
Such wonderful talented writers we have on Poetry Soup. 
       Everyone writes his own style that belongs to this group.
So take heed when you sit down to write a new rhyme.
       And know that someone's watching you write all this time.
And when you feel that erie feeling in your tummy right now.
       Well!  It's because of me!  I'm hovering over you somehow!

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Joshua Lacey January 19, 2010 at 1:12 PM interesting.. sure is a great place to be!

Sue Mason January 18, 2010 at 3:36 PM Ooooooh, thats weird ... LOL ... kind of takes care of my muse for today ... smile ...

Robert A. Dufresne January 16, 2010 at 7:10 PM yeah! awesome Marty. what a great idea and a well done write! got me smiling real good on this one! heh heh. Thanks. -Robert

Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen January 16, 2010 at 4:07 PM An out of body experience... YOU. checking out our rhymes and themes you almost seem to be... well, alive!!! Yeah! Fun write here, Marty. Smiling. Dane Ann

James Peranteau January 16, 2010 at 5:52 AM Hey Marty,..its your shadow,....now that I've got you in front of this screen,...look,..do ya see,...it's me,...don't be frightened,..lol,.........great write Sir ! james

Caroline Cécile Delacroix January 15, 2010 at 9:33 PM Hehe! IC. Creative write, Marty, very nice. And how wonderful your son is such an accomplished pianist. By the way, "Moonlight Sonata" is from Ludwig Van Beethoven. "Fantasie Impromptu" indeed is from Chopin. See, I play the piano too and teach lessons out of my home. Inspiring write and dedication to poetrysoup poets, very well written. Thanks for sharing and thank you for your comment on my poem today. Best wishes, Caroline.

Doris Culverhouse January 15, 2010 at 5:28 PM yep you had me going tonight, I saw a poem wrtten by a spouse of a decesed poet. you had me scared!! Shame on you!!

Carol Sunshine Brown January 15, 2010 at 3:31 PM Your poetry made excellent reading today Marty. Thank you for sharing. May you have a wonderful weekend filled with inspiration. Love, Carol

Jared Pickett January 15, 2010 at 12:48 PM If so, you must be on your tippy toes, as you know, my head is blown. Inflated.... Do you like what you see??? can you smell my Tag body spray?? as you read my poetry??--------Excellent write here friend... I like the concept, I could not move until the end... You had me captivated from beginning to end.... This belongs in my favorites.... EXCELLENT.....:JP]

Audrey Haick January 15, 2010 at 10:51 AM This is beautiful, Marty! The imagery, the flow. Captivating write! No fear felt here, Marty because I believe you are an angel-seriously. Keep hovering. We don't mind. Just stay here on earth for a while yet. We still need you! Great job! Have a beautiful day! God bless. Peace and love to you. Audrey

William Lamebull January 15, 2010 at 9:14 AM lol:) Very nice read! Thoroughly enjoyable:)

Carrie Richards January 15, 2010 at 7:59 AM You DID keep me looking over my shoulder!! In fact, I think from now on, I won't sit here at my computer wearing only my nightie!! Better go get my robe!!!!!!!!!! LOL !

Andrea Dietrich January 15, 2010 at 7:25 AM WEll, dear man, I didn't feel any eerie feeling in my tummy, but I felt warm and happy. Maybe you are Casper the friendly ghost!! Thanks for wriitng this cute poem, marty. And tell me, what exactly does slam mean? I was thinking it meant to "slam" something, cut it down. I'm not in the know! Anyway, this was very positive. Good wirte, marty. Luv, Andrea

Carolyn Devonshire January 14, 2010 at 6:38 PM Wow, you really had me on the edge of my seat here, Marty. I read much spiritual and paranormal literature and have the feeling you are "hovering" over me as I write this note. (Love the reference to Jared Pickett's poems about beautiful women!!) We certainly do have some talented writers here and you are one of them. Love, Carolyn