Leaking Pen
Dear Kate
"Dreams" the chosen topic for our next week poetry soiree, we all have to write a poem on the subject, I also have been involved with a long love saga-strings of poetry- on this poetry web site with a delightful heart, a game of chess it is my turn to reply, these two issues weigh heavy on my heart,I felt my last two poems did not hit the nail on the head, I had to dig deep to produce a poem worthy of both events , your appreciative feedback on my poem puts this issue to rest, thank you dear Kate , now I can move on to other titles in my life!
Truly
Paul

Leaking Pen
Dear Kathy
Heart of the golden reply
if I may quote: "the constant beating of notes beyond staves" I know jealousy is a sin, I would sell my soul to have your poetic pose, I will hang up my hat , sit under a shady oak tree and write day and night, such delight even in pain from your poetry and prose , yes I consider each comment from your soul a stand alone poem, my "lonely sounds"
come from the fact dear Kathy you are not using your God give gifts full time, do we need money to live on, I suppose we do, your two part time jobs take you away from you purpose in life, poetry and music, time is purposely cruel
when it robs us from your voice, as I was writing my poem, your Beethoven shadow's beating in the background, I would say to myself, if Kathy had to write a poem on "Dreams" what would it sound like, feel like, touch like,
words are your devoted keys which unlock doors I could only dream of, take me there to your "Dreams" show the pupil
a master class in poetry, if I had your voice, the aah's and ooh's I hear from my poetry group next week!
xox
Paul

Leaking Pen
all i needed to hear
Truly
Paul

Leaking Pen
Dear Rex
When a broken heart weeps, ears weep too , and the soul reaps lament , sorrow finds it tuning fork , unlocks the doors to all minor keys, thank you Rex for reading my music by sight, this poem came from true lost, when truth is revealed not matter what even in pain, selfless expression becomes true art

Truly
Paul