Funny how this poem (the title of this blog) came to me, nudging me from my sleep...I had been up for about an hour (from 5:30 am - 6:30 am) and went back to bed. I was nearly asleep, on the edge of sinking in, when suddenly the first line of this poem came to me, followed by several others. Usually when this happens I allow them to dance around in there and then I fall asleep anyhow, which means the lines will be lost. This morning I just felt I had to capture this, so I stumbled around in the dark and found a pen and my beautiful Italian leather bound journal imprinted with "The Allegory of Spring" by Sandro Boticelli. Actually it just has the Muses from that painting. This journal was given to me as a gift from a client a few years ago. It is so beautiful I hesitated to write in it for a while but then took it to Scotland with me and began writing in it then. But this new poem has the honor of being written in this beautiful journal, hand scratched in the dark. Yes, I do write in the dark sometimes, lol.
I do like this poem, not sure exactly why I like it so much as it came in very easily and there it is. I was even thinking I might like to record this one, but we will see...
I've also updated the site with a beautiful poem called "If You Forget Me" by Pablo Neruda.
Dena L Moore's Poetry of Love, Loss, and the Occult...plus tidbits of chatter and disjointed thoughts
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