Poet's Song

Poet's Song

Oh give me words
From that old wishing well
Where dreams once cast
A magic spell...

Oh give me words
From that old praying tree
Where once we sat
Just you and me...

Oh give me words...
That rise and fall...like doves,
...that call...from far beyond
...the city wall...

Oh give me words
That we might meet, once again,
...for the first time...let words...
...be my spirit guide...

Oh give me words

Here is a word : "Distinguished".

And : "Adept".

Thank you.

a reply to: SIEGE

Hey SIEGE, I like druids. I used to write lots of druid stuff...

Thanks for the 'distinguished' and 'adept' comment...I will have now have to grow a moustache and wear a robe.

Regards midicon

a reply to: midicon Lovely words! I feel like finding a perfect writing tool and painting words on precious paper... sigh, I have shaky hand from the coffee bean and I must withdrawal.
So lovely your poem.

a reply to: peppycat

That was a lovely comment peppycat

Painting words is a beautiful idea.

a reply to: midicon

Very nice, S/F

a reply to: Quantum12

Thanks Q...hey you could be like that guy from Star Trek...

Regards midicon