pssst...(from my fingers 2 your fingers)

When you are done living and re-experiencing
the words you type:

Your words are dead. Long live your thoughts!
Reanimating your words while reading them
is enriching and delightfully humbling

Let's keep writing even about
what we are only able to imagine

What we can imagine can be someone
else's dream and we insert our soul
in that dream when we guide it to
an end or a new beginning.

Can it be so?
May the dreamers become writers
bring theirs dreams to life?

You are not alone. You are in my thoughts
while I write to you(the reader).

Is that what we actually say when we
publish our writings? Are you out there?

Or I look up to you! Tell me do you like it?
If you don't like it I don't look up to you 
anymore... or wait hm thank you for your
thoughts I might write about that one day
or hm, it's never too late to edit my artwork!
Thank you! Or you have a point there...
may it remain invisible?

Btw my fingers danced for you...

Poetry by night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2015-08-06 at 10:37

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Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
What wonderful thoughts. All is alive that is envisages or remembered by passionate souls. You always create such interesting ways to examine things :)

Your poems are striking in that they seem to say a million different things in only a few lines. It's impossible to read a night soul woman's poem just once. You have to delve into it heart and soul.

Thanks for posting this.

It's exactly the joy of allowing the imagination to be free through our fingers that makes writing such a joy. You have captured that in your words. Perfect.

ken d williams The PoetBay support member heart!
The mind thinks the finger types
Words appear upon the screen
A reader reads
Minds are joined - become as one
Is such the power of words
Ken D ;) :)

Åsa Andersson
And a lovely dance they did.

So true, what you write. And amazing how written words can communicate over time and distance...