Sedona Noon, Poetry by Cliff Smith

 Genres: Death, Funeral, Hope, Inspirational, Life, Love, Motivational, Philosophical, Redemption, Relationships, Religion, Song.

 Life is so fine here on the line till you cross over.
Lose your mind cause you can’t find your four-leaf clover.

You’ll discover another lover and feel it inside.
Find your mother, love your brother, don’t run and hide.

Sedona noon, Sonoran moon, Saguaro Sunset.
Sing a tune, make love in June, and have no regret.

Feel your worth, measure its girth, trust your value.
From your birth here on this Earth, your spirit shines through.

Living right with all your might, you try to be true.
Turn off the night and seek the light until it blinds you.

Sedona noon, Sonoran moon, Saguaro Sunset.
Sing a tune, make love in June and have no regret.

The flowers bloom, there’s lots of room to reach the sky.
From the womb straight to the tomb, the clouds they pass by.

The mountains rise before our eyes
It’s what we seek to reach the peak.
When all is said, what’s done is done, the words we speak…

Sedona noon, Sonoran moon, Saguaro Sunset
Sing a tune, don’t leave too soon, and have no regret.

When it’s the end, feel it spin, it’s all behind you.
Take a leap, it’s yours to keep, now follow me through…

Sedona noon, Sonoran moon, Saguaro sunsets.
Sing a tune, make love in June and have no regrets.

Sedona noon, Sonoran moon, Saguaro sunset.
Sing a tune, make love in June, don’t leave too soon and have no regret.

Sedona noon, Sonoran moon, Saguaro sunsets.
I sang a tune, made love in June, I left too soon, but have no regrets.

 

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The Angel of Neverland, Poetry by Jeffrey Brugger Jr

 genre: Love/Fantasy

I knew this beautiful girl when I was a lost boy. A beautiful girl like those you see in those paintings. My first love. My first feeling for a another person.

She was a pretty girl who stole my heart when I was a young boy. She wasn’t from Neverland. She flew here from some place far away. She showed me what love was.

That was years ago. A few nights after she left the angels took her away while she was asleep. Now she flies above the clouds & when the stars are shining bright some nights I see her face in the stars. One day I’ll join you above the clouds.

 

 

 

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GATEWAY TO A NEW WORLD, Poetry by Coni Koepfinger

Genre: Enlightenment

as I enter the Temple
I recognize familiar faces
resonating energies
conforming to reform me
so I may move on the next level
vibration of enlightenment
sustained to call me to service
frequencies of others worlds
yet all multiples are one
within the singularity
and multiplicity of meaning
now between dimensions
stars glistening in the abyss
points of reference for reflection
i see a universe
within the heart of my own being
fractals of passion pouring forth
physically from within
alerting me to new meanings
of creation of creation of creation
creating reality within one world
creates the existence in all
for all impulses of divinity
are threaded like diamonds on a strand
worn upon the neck of time
my soul feels restless longing
for a playmate in the singularity
logic disappears and is irrelevant here
the endless reality must intersect
to manifest the intersection is to
manifest the self in between
the intersections of the others
which are all part of the one

 

 

 

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Wild Trumpasaurus, Poetry by Matthew Scott Harris

 Genre: Life

Trumpasaurus extinction iz a cockamamie rumor gone wild
thee above mentioned puckish, quasi-roguish, scarily threatening
utterly vainglorious wicked yikyak decreed donnybrook con
Vince singly fostered and feigned (with assistance from the grim reaper)
his deathly hallowed demise, though all the while in reality
donning himself with requisite accoutrements (such as coiffed,
colored, and cosseted image) as most terrible lizard and/or doubling
to play in a contra band one foo fighting doobie brother, sic:
wild arse beastie boy known to roam terrestrial firmament,
whose ego throve on moost pernicious incubated fabrications,
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Confabulations, and adulterations (hijacking thru nay saying
scientific rubric) especially factual evidence (sh…Keep
the following on the QT) monstrosity runs amuck disguised
as the beefy size oscar wilde sabotaging viz hiz eccentricity,
the basic fabric, and lyric swan song with refrain of i.e.
e pluribus Unum, that rallied generations of folks wild
with fortitude thus, this huzzah bin feels imperative mission
to broadcast this missive to exclaim vis a vis, this handy dandy
blues clues fierce some infant terrible will upend long entrenched
democratic theory, (loosed from forefathers – centuries ago
* * * * * * * * * *
As a wild and crazy idea fixx) will bid a permanent catastrophic
bed dee bye boo to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness
sans faux tricked putative death complete with the funereal
trappings rigged to eliciting truth to power, sans foursquare
contrived extinction reeks foul, and pea brained reptilian
deigns to o’er shadow (donned incognito as a dapper
democratic dilettante) scrapping the declaration of independence
and constitution with wild eyed excitement, he invites
Vladimir Putin to join ranks so together these free ranging pals
can hinder peace on earth, foment wild pandemonium, and define
* * * * * * * * * *
A greater giving a more harrowing definition as persona
non grata amidst the legendary legions that comprise panoply
of cut throat rogues night gallery thee unnamable overlooked
jabberwocky inscrutable hoax genii us wrought wish (with a
whoosh) to manifest as crude dude exude ding sinister
specie savors supremacy and floods the market with
gewgaws of his likeness (gamut of gnarly guised gizmos,
and game pieces life size or miniature model available
at sundry department stores wherever schlocky plastic
model toys sold)popular trapping of childhood imagination –
* * * * * * * * * *
imbued via vainglorious ventriloquist inciting fiendish cry
such kiddy paraphernalia forever a top selling plaything
snapped off shelves leaving allocated space bone dry
since time immemorial dinosaur makeshift gewgaws
did cap cha ominous jaws, and populated fertile land
of cave dwellers whereat swaddled kinder babes bellowed
believable farcically feigned ferocious fabrications
foraging bankrupt foretold foreclosure to espy real McCoy
perhaps assembled from mud, rocks and sticks
voicing noisome predators snatching innocent prey –
* * * * * * * * * *
Ripping to tatters and shreds unlucky victim rarely escaping
in fizz hicks of time – witnessed first hand proof positive
how me came that close (pinch thumb with index finger)
telly tubby simian snack aye haint fool’n witch cha,
nar doth this medieval troubadour –spin a yarn
approximating verity of nasty Hobbesian brute
trumpeting fiercely bruited his bombastic buzz hard
carrion feed small fry to Golgotha donning topface,
could dice in a flickr emulate, and twitter
ring one excited live hotmail riding Pegasus,
* * * * * * * * * *
While those in his Isis Petsmart warpath
on outlook to avoid get linkedin, per imp (of
the pervert) pale’n maws simultaneously masticating
and able to shutterfly hither and yon, to and fro rousing
seditious rogues gallery of reprobate ruthless minions –
ruminants to become apprenticed fired up en mass thru
the art of the deal vis a vis venal pet peeves (pygmy male hominids),
who revered his racially stirred debacle while straddling
as a humungous towering Taj ma hill, he pill or reed
like lex lucifer usurpation, whence auld dish diehard
* * * * * * * * * *
Don nah sore dominated as demented species, thus,
he didst not perish from this earth boot yielded wild
hest emperor – elected by the peephole,
four the pea pull, of the peep pill.
 

 

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For All We Know, Poetry by Eden P. Orbista

 Genre: Relationship

~~~~~~~~~~~~~
This must be the last time that we talked
… the last time that we hugged
… the last time that we looked into each other’s eyes
… the last time that we tenderly kissed.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
My eyes are wide shut as you close the door
Tears are falling as my heart ached for you
For all we know you’re leaving for someone else
Reason that is difficult for me to bear.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The many years that we shared together
Breaks me into pieces to remember
I’m likened to a flame with a dying ember
For all we know you’re breaking my heart dear.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Somehow, there might be another time
Somewhere, there might be another place
For us to rekindle the love we knew, but…
For all we know this might be the end.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Letting go is loving you
My arms want to hold you close
To touch you, to feel you once more, but…
For all we know this is goodbye.

https://edensnookforeverything.wordpress.com/2016/06/01/for-all-we-know/

 

 

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I AM, Poetry by T. Altman

 Genre: Feminist

I Am
I am the mouthy bitch
Who barks and bites
Rejecting your conformity
Refusing to bind and blind
Rallying against miso-dogma

I am the stirring corruptor
Who scratches and claws
Pushing out ruminating tendrils
Pure and enduring confabulation
Pulling in original virtue

I am the hostile oppressor
Who marks and jabs
Antagonistic slights incurred
Aggressively bunting venom
Amazingly enduring in self-form

T. Altman 2017

 

 

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Part 2 – Read the best of DARK Poetry

CLICK the link and read the best of DARK Poetry from the last 18 months from around the world. Enjoy. 

HOW TO KILL YOURSELF, by Emma Miles
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2017/01/30/how-to-kill-yourself-poetry-by-emma-miles/

TEARS OF REMORSE, by Debbie Lyn Jones
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/11/28/tears-of-remorse-poetry-by-debbie-lyn-jones/

ORCHARDS SEED AND THE FALLING OF STARS, by Liianvarus
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/11/28/orchards-seed-and-the-falling-of-stars-by-liianvarus/

SOCIAL MEDIA, by Dasha Jennings
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/11/05/social-media-poetry-by-dasha-jennings/

GUILTY FEAST, by Anthony S.
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/11/05/guilty-feast-poetry-by-anthony-s/

AWAKENING, by Chelle Y. Stuart
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/11/05/awakening-poetry-by-chelle-y-stuart/

MASKS OF MELANCHOLY, by Ruth Bowley
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/10/02/masks-of-melancholy-poetry-by-ruth-bowley/

ONE LAST DAY, by Barbara Hunt
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/09/17/one-last-day-poetry-by-barbara-hunt/

QUESTIONS, by Sophie Cabaret
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/09/17/questions-poetry-by-anne-sophie-cabaret/

MY DEMONS, by Nadia Caballero
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/09/17/my-demons-poetry-by-nadia-caballero/

YESTERDAY TODAY TOMORROW, by Eve noel
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/09/17/yesterday-today-tomorrow-poetry-by-eve-noel/

EMERALD HEART, by Barbara Hunt
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/07/23/emerald-heart-poetry-by-barbara-hunt/

THE DARKEST HOUR, by Aline Gardine
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/07/04/the-darkest-hour-poetry-by-aline-gardine/

VNTITLXED, by Xzaviar Allen
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/06/08/vntitlxd-poetry-by-xzaviar-allen/

MASOCHISTS, by Kyle Jones
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/03/26/masochists-by-poetry-by-kyle-jones/

WORDS, by Josslyn Rae Turner
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/03/25/39-words-poetry-by-josslyn-rae-turner/

AINOSNINSOMNIA, by Obi Martin
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/03/15/ainmosninsomnia-poetry-by-obi-martin/

MISERYS DISPENSARY, by Nick Meridionale
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/03/13/miserys-dispensary-poem-by-nick-meridionale/

THE PEAR, by Patrick D. Peay
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/03/11/the-pear-poetry-by-patrick-d-peay/

THOUGHT NAZIS, by Benzuko
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/22/thought-nazis-poetry-by-benzuko/

BAND THE CORPS OF FIVE DISNEY PRINCESS, by Drew Price
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/19/%E2%80%8B%E2%80%8B%E2%80%8Bmichael-myers-%E2%80%8B%E2%80%8Band-the-corps-of-five-disney-princess-poetry-by-drew-price/

THERE IS ME AND THEN THERE IS YOU, by Kristen Corbisiero
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/07/there-is-me-and-than-there-is-you-poetry-by-kristen-corbisiero/

I’M SORRY, by Jaco Potgieter
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/02/02/im-sorry-poetry-by-jaco-potgieter/

DISAPPEARED, by Ravjit Singh
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2015/11/09/disappeared-poetry-by-ravjit-singh/

INFATUATION, by Anna Sue Benson
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2015/11/09/infatuation-poetry-by-anna-sue-benson/

SPOOKY, by Billy Jnohope
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2015/11/02/spooky-poetry-by-billy-jnohope/
A BROKEN WOMAN, by Eshema Momoh
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2015/10/28/a-broken-woman-poetry-by-eshema-momoh/

PANDEMONIUM, by Vanessa Anthony
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2015/10/21/%e2%80%8epandemonium-poetry-by-vanessa-anthony/
BLOODSHOT EYES AND TEARSTAINED CHEEKS, by Anna Lee
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2015/10/16/bloodshot-eyes-and-tearstained-cheeks-poetry-by-amber-lee/

RAPSCALLION, by Shelby Schimcek
https://festivalforpoetry.com/2015/10/09/rapscallion-poetry-by-shelby-schimcek/

DARK Poetry Contest (Winner gets poem made into film)

Deadline February 28th. Submit a poem that’s about something DARK and get it made into a movie. 

Accepting any poetry in any genre or length that’s about DARKNESS in any way.

All poems will be posted on this network. Over 95,000 unique visitors a day. The winning poem will have their poetry made into a movie. SPECIAL NOTE: Every single entry will get their poetry performed by a professional actor and made into a video.

The RULES are simple:

1. Write a POEM that’s about DARK. Send it to this contest for $20 and it will be POSTED on this site guaranteed for 100,000s to see. Plus, every entry will get their poetry performed at the festival and made into a video. (you own all rights to this poem and whenever you want it taken down, send us an email).

2. Email your POEM to submission@festivalforpoetry.com in .pdf, .doc, .wpd, .rtf, or .fdr format or just cut and paste it into the body of the email.

3. SUBMIT as many poems as you like. One fee per poem entry.

4. The poem can be anything about DARKNESS. An event/situation about DARKNESS in general. Any topic from optimism, tragedy, to politics.

5. PAY THE $20 SUBMISSION FEE. Guaranteed post on this network. Results to be emailed by January 20th.

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Part 1 – Read the best of DARK Poetry

CLICK the link and read the best of DARK Poetry from the last 18 months from around the world. Enjoy. 

DEMONS, by Casiar Meloy
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/10/30/demons-poetry-by-casiar-meloy/

CHAOTIC SIMPLICITY, by Kelly Rice
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/11/07/chaotic-simplicity-poetry-by-kelly-rice/

HAPPY, by Samrat Rudra
https://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2017/01/30/happy-poetry-by-samrat-rudra/

THE PLAYGROUND, by Phillip Rivers
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/10/13/the-playground-poetry-by-phillip-rivers/

EVERYONE’S FINE, by Marie Catalan
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/08/24/everyones-fine-poetry-by-marie-catalan/

UNFORGIVING, by KL Porter
https://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/08/09/unforgiving-poetry-by-k-l-porter/

THE DISTANT, by Kelly Rice
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/07/02/the-distant-present-tense-poetry-by-kelly-rice/

CHILD OF MIDNIGHT, by Anthony Silva
https://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/06/20/child-of-midnight-poetry-by-anthony-silva/

THE MAN, by Edward Matyja
https://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/06/11/the-man-poetry-by-edward-matyja/

GASOLINE TEARS, by Gina Walker III
https://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/06/11/gasoline-tears-poetry-by-gina-walker-iii/

VIGOROUSLY UPBEAT, by Kelly Rice
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2016/01/07/vigorously-upbeat-poetry-by-kelly-rice/

DISMAL, by Sonya Devyakin
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/11/20/dismal-poetry-by-sonya-devyatkin/

EULOGY FOR A BAT, by Kathy Figueroa
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/10/14/eulogy-for-a-bat-poetry-by-kathy-figueroa/

ONCE NOTHING, by Adam White
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/10/10/once-nothing-poetry-by-adam-white/

DIMMER, by Shannon R. Giedieviells
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/10/21/dimmer-poetry-by-shannon-r-giedieviells/

THE NOVEMBER WAR, by Kathy Figueroa
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/10/19/the-november-war-poetry-by-kathy-figueroa/
LUFTMENSCHEN, by LJ Kessels
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/09/28/luftmenschen-2-poetry-by-lj-kessels/

SWEAR TO ME, by Will Humphrey
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/09/28/swear-to-me-poetry-by-will-humphrey/

I PROMISE, by Sky Boivin
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/09/23/i-promise-poetry-by-sky-boivin/

FOREVER NO, by Billie Myers
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/09/19/forever-no-poetry-by-billie-myers/

THE CURATOR, by John Taurek Baziw
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/09/06/the-curator-poetry-by-john-taurek-baziw/

BLACK WHITE AND BLOOD, by Lizzie Heart
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/09/06/black-white-and-blood-poetry-by-lizzie-heart/

LITTLE GIRL, by Tessarra Parrish
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/08/30/little-girl-poetry-by-tessarra-parrish/

THROUGH THE WHISPERS OF A DREAM, by Stephen Lodge
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/08/28/through-the-whispers-of-a-dream-poetry-by-stephen-lodge/

UNITITLED, by Nina Katungi
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/08/21/untitled-poem-poetry-by-nina-katungi/

NO TITLE, by Richard M. Knittle JR.
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/08/21/no-title-poetry-by-richard-m-knittle-jr/

CURTAINS LEAK, by Kelly Rice
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/08/15/curtains-leak-poetry-by-kelly-rice/

THE STREET I LIVED, by Chey Laine
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/08/01/the-street-i-lived-by-chey-laine/

FOREIGN CORRSPONDENT, by Ricky Hawthorne
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/07/20/foreign-correspondent-poetry-by-ricky-hawthorne/

THE CURRENT CRIME, by Leslie Moon
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/07/16/the-current-crime-poetry-by-leslie-moon/

WALKING WITH GHOSTS, by Lucy Williams
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/07/08/walking-with-ghosts-poetry-by-lucy-williams/

DEAR PAST SELF, by Kris Dionio
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/07/08/dear-past-self-poetry-by-kris-dionio/

SCREAMS OF MELANCHOLY, by Mohammad Shahnawaz
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/07/02/screams-of-melancholy-poetry-by-mohammad-shahnawaz/

MY DEAR BOY, by Camila Cal
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/27/my-dear-boy-poetry-by-camila-cal/

THE COLOR OF HUNGER, by Mikayla Baldwin
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/27/the-color-of-hunger-poetry-by-mikayla-baldwin/

DARK MATTER BRAIN, by Kate McClelland
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/19/dark-matter-brain-poetry-by-kate-mcclelland/

THE HEART TALES, by Gloria Oyewusi
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/19/the-hearts-tales-poetry-by-gloria-oyewusi/

STAND YOUR GROUND, by H. Lee
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/16/stand-your-ground-poetry-by-h-lee/

SEXUAL LUST, by Prism Divinity
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/16/sexual-lust-poetry-by-prism-divinity/

YOU COULDN’T HURT ME, by Juliette Westbrook Finch
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/16/you-couldnt-hurt-me-more-poetry-by-juliette-westbrook-finch/

UNICORN, by Rachel Cummins
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/11/unicorn-poetry-by-rachel-cummins/

CORNERS, by Jonathan Baltzly
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/07/corners-poetry-by-jonathan-baltzly/

THE WARRING HARRIDAN, by Cassandra Swan
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/07/the-warring-harridan-poetry-by-cassandra-swan/

THE CLOWN, by Arnab Dey
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/06/01/the-clown-poetry-by-arnab-dey/

I HATE THAT I LOVE YOU SO MUCH, by Zari Riley
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/29/i-hate-that-i-love-you-so-much-poetry-by-zari-riley/

INHERIT THE SIN, by Toto Che Handala
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/28/inherit-the-sin-poetry-by-toto-che-handala/

DARK RAIN, by Ava Leigh Stewart
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/28/dark-rain-poetry-by-ava-leigh-stewart/

PAIN, by Muthoni Ngige
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/23/pain-poetry-by-muthoni-ngige/

THE DRINKING GAME, by Hanna Abi Akl
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/23/the-drinking-game-poetry-by-hanna-abi-akl/

PENDING SORROW, by Chris Hill
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/16/pending-sorrow-poetry-by-chris-hill/

REFLECTIONS OF NOTHING, by Billoy Bobber
http://wildsoundfestivalreview.com/2015/05/15/reflections-of-nothing-poetry-by-billy-bobber/

2016 Poetry Winner

A trace of dreams, by Dora Marii is the 2016 POETRY contest winner. This poem will now be made into a movie. 

WATCH the Poetry Reading: 

A trace of dreams
© Jan. 9th, 2017 Dora Marii

Let’s see… what did twenty-sixteen
Have in store for me?
This plane of existence caught your attention
There’s massive need for intervention

Dreams keep coming want to get real,
In the sleepless nights, that’s how they feel
January stirred the fantasy so bad
Got you twistin’ turning in your bed

“Joy of my Soul! I feel such consolation
In you – by You!” Soulmate’s incantation
Woke you up, you’ve felt the Love
He’s been offering from above.

“Let’s do something, let’s meet”,
You’ve heard the Calling so sweet,
“I love you” was the shy rebound,
Putting light around like a gown.

What shall I do? Seeking for guidance
See him worried about the encounter,
“I’d better stop, I’ve been drinking!”
“Look after yourself”- you’ve been thinking.

Until you made your mind an Obeyer
Of the higher Soul mind’s, a prayer,
All thoughts vanished in a vroom
And so peaceful was your morning room!