Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

The river of words courses
Through my June mind
Following a fluid path
Into golden meadows of verse
Each meandering thought
Twinkling like a star
Lost in the cosmic fugue
Our lyrical dance
Unfolding in improvisational dreams
Our visions linked in fiesta frolic
Each voice echoing
A note in our song

seems like a place I'd like to visit, john....how do I get there?
beautiful sentiment with real conservation...quite a skill.......

fluid writing-tango!!!!

On a canoe, floatin down the river of your mind.....that's what readin this is like...
A beaut, no doubt friend...
H

lovely john!

~westie

Saw, I don't often get there either. Thanks!

Arcadia, glad you liked the fluidity!

Hester, I love to canoe down streams. Mind canoeing is great too.

Westcoast, a lovely comment from a lovely friend.

John

again, nicely done - your spirit comes through with each poem you write.