Accidents Of Footsteps Poem by Peter S. Quinn
Accidents Of Footsteps
Rain your heart with its inside soft tissues
The stimulus of the thoughts that from there fly
Every hour of the weaving dark dripping issues
Into the earth and up to the very high
Believes to be amused in with its ham
Rainforest leaves promoting natural lines
The instincts of ways in every lurked sham
The core of it all that no one defines
Accidents of footsteps in its own while
Everything since here from the vapors deep
With clever breath dispersal by a verve birth
Lonely thoughts gone walking through each its mile
The straight lines and curved ones you can not keep
Each to its stimulus and calamity worth
Splendid write indeed. Enjoyed from start to the end. Wish the should not end. 'Accidents of footsteps in its own while Everything since here from the vapors deep With clever breath dispersal by a verve birth Lonely thoughts gone walking through each its mile..' is beautiful. Congrats.
Peter, such a profound poem of the day. Congrats for being chosen....10+++++++++++++
Rain your heart with its inside soft tissues…….Great metaphor and imagery! Peter, very thoughtful poem of the day.........Congratulations!
Up to the very high! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
" Rainforest leaves promoting natural lines' Superb narration as also flight of imagery. Congrats on poem of the day.
Thanks so much everyone, I was not expecting this, but I am very happy... :)
A poignant rendition nicely brought forth with clarity of thought and mind. Thanks for sharing.
Congratulations! Your poem displays some innovative and refreshing language. Profound and in-depth. Thanks for posting. : -)
Lonely thoughts gone walking through each its mile/// excellent poetic expression
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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Lonely thoughts gone walking through each its mile The straight lines and curved ones you can not keep Each to its stimulus and calamity worth...........so touching and impressive. A beautiful poem shared amazingly. Thanks and congratulations for being selected this poem as the poem of the day.