Let's write a poem

[Racheldiva]

We've had fun writing a short story, how about a poem. If anyone would like to join me, here's an opener:-


The sun sets on another day and here I am again..

[Dee]

The sun sets on another day and here I am again
Lost for words, I wonder which ones will flow from my fountain pen ...

[Des]

The sun sets on another day and here I am again
Lost for words, I wonder which ones will flow from my fountain pen
I look back and realise words have always failed me...

[Agnes]

The sun sets on another day and here I am again
Lost for words, I wonder which ones will flow from my fountain pen
I look back and realise words have always failed me
In expressing the way I want to be

[Racheldiva]

The sun sets on another day and here I am again
Lost for words, I wonder which ones will flow from my fountain pen
I look back and realise words have always failed me
In expressing the way I want to be and who I really am

[saxman]

the way i want to be is not always the what i am,? on the journey to be who i am

[Dee]

The sun sets on another day and here I am again
Lost for words, I wonder which ones will flow from my fountain pen
I look back and realise words have always failed me
In expressing the way I want to be and who I really am.

Long ago you were afraid to fly, to try your mind
Then one day I came up from under, out from behind ...

[Irish Beth]

The sun sets on another day and here I am again
Lost for words, I wonder which ones will flow from my fountain pen
I look back and realise words have always failed me
In expressing the way I want to be and who I really am.

Long ago you were afraid to fly, to try your mind
Then one day I came up from under, out from behind ...
Standing not in shaddow but the bright yellow sun

[NinasSpaceChild]

Hoping to stand still, but only able to run

[NinasSpaceChild]

The sun sets on another day and here I am again
Lost for words, I wonder which ones will flow from my fountain pen
I look back and realise words have always failed me
In expressing the way I want to be and who I really am.

Long ago you were afraid to fly, to try your mind
Then one day I came up from under, out from behind ...
Standing not in shaddow but the bright yellow sun
Hoping to stand still, but only able to run

[Dee]

The sun sets on another day and here I am again
Lost for words, I wonder which ones will flow from my fountain pen
I look back and realise words have always failed me
In expressing the way I want to be and who I really am.

Long ago you were afraid to fly, to try your mind
Then one day I came up from under, out from behind
Standing not in shadow but the bright yellow sun
Hoping to stand still, but only able to run.

I watch you go, between the blinding sun and the black trees
You who hungers for love, and prays in fear it will not find you ...

[Racheldiva]

The sun sets on another day and here I am again
Lost for words, I wonder which ones will flow from my fountain pen
I look back and realise words have always failed me
In expressing the way I want to be and who I really am.

Long ago you were afraid to fly, to try your mind
Then one day I came up from under, out from behind
Standing not in shadow but the bright yellow sun
Hoping to stand still, but only able to run.

I watch you go, between the blinding sun and the black trees
You who hungers for love, and prays in fear it will not find you
But love is all there is and all you will take with you when you leave

[hoops]

The sun sets on another day and here I am again
Lost for words, I wonder which ones will flow from my fountain pen
I look back and realise words have always failed me
In expressing the way I want to be and who I really am.

Long ago you were afraid to fly, to try your mind
Then one day I came up from under, out from behind
Standing not in shadow but the bright yellow sun
Hoping to stand still, but only able to run.

I watch you go, between the blinding sun and the black trees
You who hungers for love, and prays in fear it will not find you
But love is all there is and all you will take with you when you leave


and is not for you to take
But is always yours to have
It is like the sun that rises
But in truth never really sets

[Des]

The sun sets on another day and here I am again
Lost for words, I wonder which ones will flow from my fountain pen
I look back and realise words have always failed me
In expressing the way I want to be and who I really am.

Long ago you were afraid to fly, to try your mind
Then one day I came up from under, out from behind
Standing not in shadow but the bright yellow sun
Hoping to stand still, but only able to run.

I watch you go, between the blinding sun and the black trees
You who hungers for love, and prays in fear it will not find you
But love is all there is and all you will take with you when you leave
When you stroll and fade into skies a blue

and is not for you to take
But is always yours to have
It is like the sun that rises
But in truth never really sets

[hoops]

The sun sets on another day and here I am again
Lost for words, I wonder which ones will flow from my fountain pen
I look back and realise words have always failed me
In expressing the way I want to be and who I really am.

Long ago you were afraid to fly, to try your mind
Then one day I came up from under, out from behind
Standing not in shadow but the bright yellow sun
Hoping to stand still, but only able to run.

I watch you go, between the blinding sun and the black trees
You who hungers for love, and prays in fear it will not find you
But love is all there is and all you will take with you when you leave
When you stroll and fade into skies a blue

and is not for you to take
But is always yours to have
It is like the sun that rises
But in truth never really sets

The blue that grows and fades
with the sign of light , the love of the sun
warm and burning, alive
brirght like the white of it's light
the white that holds in it
every imagined color, shade and tint

all encompasing love
holding in it's hands all that is everything
and never letting go, but setting free