Purity...... By:...Bishop   Author:  5858  Category:(Poetry) Created:(1/26/2003 10:51:00 PM) This post has been Viewed (430 times) White is the page, pure is the screen, uncluttered by my emotions, untouched by my dreams. Empty and so intimidating, I ache to see it so, yet tremble as I set my hand, and let my feelings flow. What matters if it is a verse, or a poignant soliquay? A saucy little limerick, to set your mind to play? Shall it be a lovely Haiku, where pictures dance with words? Or rather a long discourse, on the eloquence of birds? Freestyle or standard, a rhyme is just a rhyme, Set it to music, and call it a song, And stop the hand of time, For in that momentary bubble, when the artist strikes a chord, That wonderful moment, When your world is defined by words. You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or interesting stories for the world to read and respond to Click here Scroll all the way down to read replies. Show all stories by   Author:  5858 ( Click here ) Spring is coming