Neon Poetess Poem by Bill Cantrell
Neon Poetess
Oh neon poetess,
We take delight,
With every word upon your breath
Tattered wings,
Against your light,
We gladly beat ourselves to death
Oh midnight poet,
In this darkened world,
A weary soul does well to cry
And though the sun,
Is much to hot,
In the day we place our wings to dry
I revisit your Night Poetess, presented in full brilliance, thank you so much for sharing, dear Bill.
you write with such effortless beauty--- I think all us moths are attracted to your light--a million stars bless you and your pen and faved
5 Strs for this scintillating poem, dear Bill. To my Favourites. Thank you so much for sharing, the photograph added is brilliant. Magnificent Poem: Neon Poetess
Sir, you have so well penned moth for its characteristics and midnight poetess's poetic galore. Wonderful words.
Very Fascinating poem, dear Bill, crystal clear and cutest composed. I have enjoyed very much this amazing poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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You are a writer with much empathy for others. This poem so eloquently presented that fact. Well done my poet friend and I'm glad you posted!
Thank you my friend, you have been most encouraging