If you could share the feeling of a poem,
the colour blue would mean much more than sky.
The heart that throbs beside you in the night
would gently send you sleeping,
hypnotised by rhythmic beating,
'til the light fades from your senses
and your dream's amanuensis
is a poet without sight.
You would not need the muse's eye,
if you could share the feeling of a poem.
Inspired by selfie from the excellent Ian Donald Crockett, of the same title.
tectak 2016
Original
If you could share the feeling of a poem,
the colour blue would mean much more than sky.
The heart that throbs beside you in the night
would gently send you sleeping,
hypnotised by rhythmic beating,
'til the light fades from your senses
and your dream's amanuensis
is a poet without sight;
but you never need ask why,
if you could share the feeling of a poem.
Inspired by selfie from the excellent Ian Donald Crockett, of the same title.
tectak 2016
the colour blue would mean much more than sky.
The heart that throbs beside you in the night
would gently send you sleeping,
hypnotised by rhythmic beating,
'til the light fades from your senses
and your dream's amanuensis
is a poet without sight.
You would not need the muse's eye,
if you could share the feeling of a poem.
Inspired by selfie from the excellent Ian Donald Crockett, of the same title.
tectak 2016
Original
If you could share the feeling of a poem,
the colour blue would mean much more than sky.
The heart that throbs beside you in the night
would gently send you sleeping,
hypnotised by rhythmic beating,
'til the light fades from your senses
and your dream's amanuensis
is a poet without sight;
but you never need ask why,
if you could share the feeling of a poem.
Inspired by selfie from the excellent Ian Donald Crockett, of the same title.
tectak 2016