Smile
A written smile and
They say a picture speaks a thousand words
The calming days of winter
My eyes are closed
The snow flakes gently falling
Like Angels, A Heavenly Peace
Words on a page
A story to tell
Of that particular place and time
Spoken to as a picture was painted
Captured intensely on canvas
An artist I’m not
The picture I painted was you
Painted by your text, Smile.
Inspired.
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.
T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Time Passage | 1 | 01/11/2011 |
| My Angel With Wings | 2 | 11/01/2009 |
| The Lord the Navigator?-Re flections |
4 | 10/28/2009 |
| Thirty-three to Twelve | 3 | 10/27/2009 |
| Without Question? | 1 | 10/27/2009 |
| Shutting it down | 1 | 10/26/2009 |
| Keeping in Touch | 0 | 10/26/2009 |
| Waves along the shore come crashing. | 3 | 10/26/2009 |
| Smile | 0 | 10/26/2009 |
| Regrets? I had a few | 0 | 10/26/2009 |
| On Life’s Journey | 0 | 10/26/2009 |
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