Brooke Dylan Poet Free verse

My Twilight Poetry

Poetry to me is the expression of one’s own heartbeat.

Just as its rhythmic presence fluctuates or subsides at different intervals of our lives.

Poetry is universally recognized by all.

There is an immediate touch

Melancholy

Yesterday

Tomorrow

Skulking somewhere in the deep
 
The voices echo 
Through my head
The voices are foreign
I cant quite make out the sound
But you are here I know
Please kiss my love
I say to you
Kiss the thought I have so new
In the shadow of the dawn
There was the touch
That everyone looks toward
The light...
 
 
My twilight poetry
 

“If it is a miracle any sort of evidence will answer but if it is a fact than proof is necessary.” 
Mark Twain
 
Brooke Dylan 2014

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Robert Lindley May 28, 2014 at 10:46 PM My friend this is an exceptional piece. One that reveals both the talent of the author and the universal appeal of poetry.. Huge Bravo!!!!!

Jessica Thompson May 25, 2014 at 12:31 PM Hi Brooke, I enjoyed this composition. I find peace in writing and it is something I cherish. Through this piece, I see you feel the same. Keep writing and I will keep reading. TFS . Congrats on being a "New Best Poet". Take care~ Jess

Richard Lamoureux May 25, 2014 at 8:33 AM I love every word except the one "Skulking" for me it has a negative feel that seems foreign to the rest of the piece. In my minds eye I have replaced it with "languishing".

Monterey Sirak May 22, 2014 at 6:27 AM This is a great description of poetry. There are so many good lines here but the one that really grabs me is "skulking somewhere in the deep" I have felt that way about the words when buried truths were demanding to be written. Brooke Dylan May 22, 2014 at 4:39 PM Hi Monterey.. how are you?? so good to see you my friend.. thanks

Robert Lindley May 21, 2014 at 6:49 PM I see we both see poetry as gifted treasures cast from the true heart to pleasure and help others in life. A brilliant write my friend. Voices in my head strike me until I deliver their music..

Kelly Deschler May 21, 2014 at 5:37 PM I loved that first line, because I feel the same way about poetry. If it's not written from the heart and the soul, then it doesn't seem real to me.... Your poem was written and expressed so beautifully, Brooke. Nice work, my friend! Brooke Dylan May 26, 2014 at 11:33 AM Thank you so much Kelly... Have a great Memorial day

Diane Christian May 21, 2014 at 2:55 PM a nice poem Brooke Dylan May 25, 2014 at 10:32 PM THANK YOU Diane

James Hyler May 21, 2014 at 12:01 PM Thank you for sharing :) Brooke Dylan May 25, 2014 at 10:30 PM THANK YOU for visiting James