I am strong
I am
of the earth
I hear the slow melodies
of the underworld
as it moves
I reach deep
at least as deep
as I stand tall
the earth
and I
we
will not be moved
~
you are strong
I know I have touched
your boughs
no-one can make you move
I’m sure
rest awhile
I will rustle your leaves
with my song
rest
rest
as I sing you
and we sway
and bend
move with me
while I sing aloud
the song
that turns into
storm
back and forward
can you lean
any further
blow blow
blow
I will blow
you
will fall
© Frank Prem, 2017
Poem #15: the day away
Really talented!! Good poem.
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Thanks you. I’m glad you enjoyed the piece.
Cheers,
Frank
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I absolutely love this poem…It gives me notes of Dickinson & Poe with a dash of ghandi as the devil watches you read lol….if that makes sense. I read it twice so that I could have those ways of looking at it which defines brilliance. I won’t be a stranger to your page or poetry! This deserves a repost!
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That’s a wonderful compliment. Thanks you. I’ll try getting over to your place a bit, as well.
Cheers,
Frank
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Yw….Blessings!
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Reblogged this on Wanda D. Jefferson and commented:
Frank Prem on WordPress shows his brilliance in poetry!
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Thank you so much Wanda.
Cheers,
Frank
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