THE MISTRESS OF MY WORDS

The mistress of my words, she sings
And carries me on eagle’s wings
To heights not reached by mortal men.
The highest peak is where I’ve been.

A walk among the clouds to stay,
Another summit scaled today.
I close my eyes for clarity
And picture her sincerity.

I’m whisked away on astral plane
Where healing peace replaces pain.
I feel the Rain caress my ears
And wet my lips as beauty nears.

With senses piqued, I drink it in.
I crave the taste, it is my sin.
Guilty pleasure from one voice,
Compelled by her, I’ve made my choice.

Escaping my reality
Fills me with vitality.
With strength to face the day ahead,
I drift to thoughts of her in red.

RMB,OD 5/26/2005

completely swept away in the meaning of the words..


misty..

The Knight wells up with misty tears.
Pleased his prose has touched her ears.
A humble thanks for what you said.
I genuflect and bow my head.

RMB,OD

Aww RMB,OD amazing words you got there,

Thanks a bunch!!

misty..

Beautiful, Rodger.

Thank you so much for all you do for this poetry board of ours!

Love,

+Stevie

i would genuflect in respect of this poem, but I probably wouldn't be able to get back up again!

I completely understand Hey Hey, I've recently herniated a disc in my back. Thanks for your generous praise dear Stevie.

Respect and solidarity to all who grace this place.
For those who seek enlightenment advance the human race.
When souls reach out with kindness loving arms embrace.
Bigotry and hatred are gone without a trace.

RMB,OD
5/29/2005