The power of my poetry

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The power of my poetry

During the last morning, walking early along the river
The weather was cool and nice as at end of the night
The moon always in the sky, pale in the rising daylight
The sun announced by the pale light at east even riser

In this entire nice natural spectacle, you are present
The so light wind rustling in trees branches whispered
Your name at my ears, was looking for you around me
Your nice face was inside moon with your so shy smile

I was so happy to say you hello in the awaking nature
Probably, if you saw me, you laughed of my posture
But it is by my poetry I find my love all around me
And nothing, nor nobody could cancel this nice power

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

AlainMR’s Poems (31)

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