A book of poems and song lyrics.
It always amazes me when poems or songs take shape. A line comes to my mind, usually not bidden nor sought. From that seed, another line and then another until something takes shape and expresses something that was under the surface similar to a dream that forms in the night to reveal an unconscious thought or emotion, or if even just to shuffle the events of the day. It is easy to believe in the Muses for it comes from who knows where? It just is. And then looking at it, we say, ah, that's it. I like my poems and songs and to me that is all that matters. I would love it if others did as well, but that is not necessary. All that's necessary is that they are mine and I am satisfied.
The Title Poem
I saw the edge of what I knowthe edge and just beyondBeyond where words have lostall meaningAnd thoughts refuse to formWhere mystic truths revealthe momentThe moment and then it's goneI saw the edge of what I knowthe moment and not beyondRelated Subjects
Poetry