Look, I like your poetry
but would prefer if you
didn't promote it so blatantly.

If you would like to tell me
about your inspirations for a poem
or want me to interpret one
I can do that,
but likes are not an indication of a poem
or poets' worth.
Please understand!

Sorry!
It is fine.
What inspired you to write such a heartfelt poem?

Sure, it's my Thoughts
                    Feelings
        Imaginations
            Emotions
      and Friends
All of my friend's Poems
                  Smiles
                       Looks
                            Help
                          ­  Feelings
             And Conversations
                      Oh, some words also…

I melt into the love of Nature
Like I'm an artist
I just try to create something to watch
          the beauty
of nature around me
and I try to pen some spin too…

Finally, I am young
   so everything
and everyone is my beloved
They inspire me to write such a heartfelt poem.

I'm sorry I'm away
my minds been in  knot
untie me muse
before I think I die!
I need to write again
in lyrical content
it chokes me up
I think I'll even cry!

Ma Cherie © 2017

I had a dream
and in the dream I was suddenly
given the first line of a song
and from that I quickly had a 2nd and 3rd
and beginnings of a 4th line
in the dream I woke up in a 2nd dream
and found a pen and an envelope from an insurance ad
I began writing around the doodlings already on the envelope
I could only remember the first line clearly
within the 2nd dream I was fighting hard to recall the 2nd, 3rd and
4th lines of the song from the 1st dream. I had finally finished the 1st stanza, and was trying to piece together what I had sloppily written around the account numbers, grocery list and additional notes I had written on this envelope when I was fully awake
this is when I woke up from dream 2 and began looking for a pen and paper
to write down exactly what occurred in these dreams
before it was gone...like the song

we have a love held in common
fragile yet strong as death

friends in poetry
poets in full song.

spent, a poet sleeps in silence
a poets silence
where a poet listens for new songs.

you can play at it
and that's ok

but comes a time
perhaps

when playing
takes a back seat

and that's ok
too

I am like my poems
And they're like me
Like I write about you
And you're like the sea.

I am your language
And you're my thoughts
Like I write about you
And you're like a lee.

I am a small garden
And you’re its flowers
Like I write about you
And you're like a bee.

I am the blue skies
And you're my dreams
Like I write about you
And you're like me.

I am the early morning
And you are the new day
What do you look like today
I would like to see...