30 December 2009

Black and White Photograph

14 April 2009

to look upon you, young again,
is to feel a spring rising in
my heart that will ever
flow

those founts, flowing pure, over
the stones, speak again, in
whispering tones, day and night,

those pearls of words, worlds,
clattering to the floor, I
gathered up, lining my pockets

with their smoothness, fingering
the beads and whispering back
yes, I am here,

and here I will stay, and
speak, for awhile yet, listening, always
to the founts pure flow

4 comments:

Liquid & Tunsie said...

Happy New Year to You. I wish you God's blessings in the coming year. Great blog you have here. Thanks for sharing your great poetry.

Cheers!
Tunsie
tunsiepoetry.blogspot.com

MaryAnn McCarra-Fitzpatrick said...

Thank you for your comment and your New Year's wishes...God's blessings on you, too!!!

Regards,

MaryAnn

kevinbwright said...

Well done! Enjoyed...!

Chris Tarz Giles said...

I really Like this! keep it up :)