A poem I mentioned in my previous blog post, I wrote this during the film The Curious Case of Benjamin Button – I have not edited it since it’s original form. I don’t know much about poetry, but for me it is about expressing a feeling, and I feel that poetry is less about it being a perfectly written piece of prose – and more about the feeling being conveyed.
As such, a poem in it’s first form is when it is at it’s most powerful. It means something to me, but it may mean something else to you, and so I present it now, without explanation
The blue continues
My heart beats on
This Day
This Day
This Day
But I will wait no more
The world goes round
The hummingbird flies
His love
His love
His love
But I will wait no more
Seasons soar
The ground below
My soul
My soul
My soul
But I will wait no more
The roses grow
The moonlight fades
Our time
Our time
Our time
But I will wait no more
A moment in time
A baby’s smile
Eternity
Eternity
Eternity
And I will wait forever
Ramblings of a(nother) Frustrated Writer 