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Happy Ostara to the Southern Hemisphere.

Freedom to roam, on this page I call home.

Soul Music

This river of melody plays in my soul,
When I awake, I feel emerged in it whole.

In the calm of night, when I'm all alone,
It raises me with every euphoric tone.

But lately my song I have failed to hear,
No longer its sweetness caressing my ear.

I plead to the gods in the heavens up high,
Not to abandon me also and my quest deny.

For what shall be without the beating of a drum?
Or the flutter of a flute, what will become?

The sounds of my soul take not from me,
A soundless soul I shall never learn to be.

Instead, carve a single note with my awkward tongue,
One that shall carry the tune I once sung.

And if I'm not able I'll start over again,
Because the harder I try my strength will sustain.

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FJ Thomas

Date: 12/14/2017 10:49:00 AM

This touches the very soul. How beautiful.

Joanna Daniel

Date: 11/19/2017 6:54:00 AM

Hi Rick, hope everything's well with you, not seen you in quite a while, my best wishes and regards:)

Elizabeth Kinch

Date: 11/18/2017 1:05:00 AM

Sweet music made with your poetic words, just love this.

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 10/22/2017 10:35:00 AM

Water is music when hitting the shores. Water is musc when pouring down tothe ground. She should have music in her soul. have a ni.ce day my friend.

Sunlite Wanter

Date: 10/19/2017 6:39:00 PM

I don't know how I missed this! It's just a thrill to read. I look at my little Pomeranian mix and when she dreams I wonder what is in her soul's remembrance. I understand all dogs were descended from wolves. Its a fav for me.

Sunlite Wanter
Date: 10/19/2017 6:47:00 PM

Because of the picture I applied this to "Wolf - First Person." It has many facets.

Lenna Walker

Date: 10/14/2017 11:46:00 AM

Love this !! I read it a couple of times. Great work :)

Freddie Robinson Jr.

Date: 10/14/2017 7:51:00 AM

Such a superb write, WW. Your muse will hear the soul music in a much deeper way when returns, bringing you new gifts of creativity. This I do believe w/all my heart. A great poem, and an instant fave classic, my Aussie friend. Love and smiles forever.

Freddie Robinson Jr.
Date: 10/14/2017 7:52:00 AM

Btw ... this brotha loves the title of the poem very much so. Love and many more blessings of love always.

Eve Roper

Date: 10/13/2017 1:25:00 PM

Wonderful write, White Wolf, the desperate need of the Spirit's bliss around you.. Hugs Eve ~`*

Ralph Sergi

Date: 10/3/2017 6:31:00 PM

A great testament to music, W.W.!

Connie Marcum Wong

Date: 10/1/2017 4:21:00 AM

A most beautiful couplet celebrating the joy of music! It has the power to transform, evident in your well crafted words WW! : )

Lisa Ricci

Date: 9/30/2017 8:18:00 AM

Hello White Wolf - I hope this day finds you well. This is an entry to be read out loud because it truly meets the emotive factor and is expressive. Everything about this entry says poetry. Wonderful in every way. Enjoy the weekend.

Joanna Daniel

Date: 9/29/2017 8:25:00 AM

Lovely song of the soul, Rick, you sing well:)

Silent One

Date: 9/27/2017 9:08:00 AM

This is very deep, sometimes we all lose our song and we dont feel the same, but we need to keep the hope that it will return.. A deep and personal poem..

Winged Warrior

Date: 9/21/2017 9:07:00 AM

A stupendous job Wolfie...I can feel the 'Soul Music', my friend, reverberating...god bless...^WW^

Chuck Melugin

Date: 9/21/2017 7:17:00 AM

Wolf, I am in admiration of your song! it is alive and vibrant and beautifully orchestrated with every part of your being contributing. Your song lives forever...It is you! My best to you, chuck

Patricia Cresswell

Date: 9/20/2017 9:40:00 PM

Tell me please poet when you soul sings do you hear reverberate from the rocks, trees and water. They hold your song forever. Megwetch.

Patricia Cresswell
Date: 9/21/2017 8:44:00 AM

Then you are of the earth people. I am of the tree people Raven is my clan. My song comes from the clouds and cold clear skies.

White Wolf
Date: 9/21/2017 12:03:00 AM

Where do you think my song comes from? Same place /|\

John Hamilton

Date: 9/20/2017 8:17:00 PM

Wonderful writing Rick, enjoyed each couplet, anything with music and song turns me on! Great stuff!

White Wolf
Date: 9/21/2017 12:02:00 AM

Poets just can't help themselves, can they? Haha! Thank you, John /|\

Tim Smith

Date: 9/20/2017 4:33:00 PM

Awesome Budgie

White Wolf
Date: 9/20/2017 4:38:00 PM

See you on the hill /|\

Eve Roper

Date: 9/20/2017 1:32:00 PM

Love the song, White Wolf, fantastic flow and rhyme. Hugs Eve ~`*

White Wolf
Date: 9/20/2017 2:54:00 PM

Thank you, Eve /|\

Barry Stebbings

Date: 9/20/2017 1:20:00 PM

I sympathise, my friend. I think this poem shows your song is still with you. // Barry.

White Wolf
Date: 9/20/2017 2:53:00 PM

Yes, it has returned, nice to see you again, Barry /|\

Charlie Smith

Date: 9/20/2017 8:00:00 AM

Your music is with you every time you pick up your pen friend Wolf, just maybe off key on occasion. But it's still there, keep humming...

White Wolf
Date: 9/20/2017 8:05:00 AM

I thank you for your understanding, Charlie /|\

Darren White

Date: 9/20/2017 5:18:00 AM

But lately my song I have failed to hear, // No longer its sweetness caressing my ear... It will come back to you. Trust me :)

White Wolf
Date: 9/20/2017 5:20:00 AM

I knew you would get this poem /|\

Russell Sivey

Date: 9/20/2017 4:49:00 AM

I love the last stanza, that is something to believe in! You have written a masterful write on music and and the soul! Two intertwined together I must say! I really enjoyed reading your delightful poem here this morning! What an amazing piece, Great Work!!

White Wolf
Date: 9/20/2017 4:52:00 AM

Thank you kindly, Russell /|\