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Author Name: Premiummazurekd 12 Comments
Date Added: June 13, 2013 16:06:58 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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Type: Rhyming
Category: Dedications Add To Favorites | Text Only
Born to Ride the Poet’s Express
There is a gathering of words greeting us everywhere while
  we roam this earth.
They decided to embark after closure from a group hug since
 Life gave them birth.
 No dead ends with tales to spin in express lines for the new
  Arrivals' to explore.
 As they stop Time for moving points of interest by braking
 for the revolving door.
   Once Joy cried; "Stop my city is that way since we pass thru
  The Tunnel of Love.”
 It was a very fast Breathless ride with a timely moment in
 the mountains tops above.
Yet words continued boarding with Last Goodbye’s barreling
 down to the city called Rain.
 They all pour out as soon as the Tears arrive to let off again
 Heart Break, Loneliness and Pain.
We accompany each other as I hang on while Paper and Pen
  express their points to view. 
 Some return for a Farewell Speech but may Peace and Love
 stay in their seats next to you.
Author's Notes:
Time doesn't hesitate even for just one word from our pens.
We are blest with time to read poetry from so many hands.
Sometimes many obstacles of life can be encountered all at once.
 A poet will just roll out of the bed in the candle light for a bounce. 
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Comment By: PremiumMary Lou Allen on July 30, 2013 06:32:23 PM Report
Such brave insight into the mind that holds the stuff that makes the poet. I've watched the day break after finishing a poem inspired by a dream that woke me in the middle of the night. Your poem expresses the "breathless ride" common to those of us who cannot resist  boarding that "express". Good one, Dan. ML  
Comment By: FreeSteve on July 15, 2013 09:44:05 AM Report

I enjoyed the
poem and the arrangement, nicely written.

Comment By: FreeShe Whispers on July 10, 2013 11:37:35 AM Report

INterestin choice of words as poets I think we all get lost ut we struggle to express our emotions

the best we can.. I love this... Hugs ~ India

Comment By: FreeTristan on June 17, 2013 05:37:50 PM Report
Sometimes we find ourselves getting lost in the words and their rhymes, and the rhythms of the times.  We chase the shadows that run before us, and behind us, in hopes of catching one before the lights come on.  Your thoughts lead me, in a strange way, on a quest for meaning that hides in the mysterious world of words and the minds that invent them...  and then melds them artistically together to make the poetry that lets the heart experience something new.  Nice work.  Tristan
Comment By: FreeFirestone Feinberg on June 16, 2013 09:05:03 AM Report
VERY creative and VERY special.  Only you could have written such a song -- it bears your singular signature.  I love the flow and how the words all connect so seamlessly.  Bravo!   --David
Comment By: FreeLeonard Wilson on June 13, 2013 06:22:40 PM Report
The poet is a strange animal. He may blend in with the regular folks well enough, but the poet is basically a lonely being, lost in the inner workings of his or her's inner mind and soul. We attempt, through writing, to connect with a general population who really has no idea who we are...Great write...len
Comment By: PremiumBlake Hightdudis on June 12, 2013 06:41:18 PM Report

really enjoyed and loved this piece.

Comment By: PremiumLinda Jo on June 12, 2013 04:38:59 PM Report

I had the privilege of reading your poem before it was posted on c-p.  I am glad you decided to put it up for others to read here.  Words can take us on a variety of journeys...especially well chosen ones that stir the imagination.  I really liked the line about the Tunnel of took me back to the carnival ride at the county fair when I was in high school.  (ohhh, my steady stealing a kiss in the dark!) 


Words too, can evoke a certain saddness...The Last Good-bye...losing someone in which you are especially fond.


I really like the concluding line...great finish! 

Comment By: Freeleahlopez on June 12, 2013 07:00:55 AM Report

A great pleasure of mine is to read poetry that grips you through love or thought provoking scenarios. You have done this with your write. Very creative.



Comment By: PremiumDean on June 12, 2013 04:44:02 AM Report

... and what a privilege to read this both literarily and technically brilliant piece of work. Thank you Dan


Comment By: PremiumLindaM on June 11, 2013 10:58:56 PM Report

Beautifully expressed Dan. One of my greatest joys is reading the work of other poets, including yours.


Comment By: FreeHenry M. on June 11, 2013 07:21:47 PM Report
This is so verytrue Dan, may we always have the time to read the words from all of those pens.   Henry


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