Requiem of Hearts by Thaddeus Hutyra

I was just bowled over by this poetry. 🌟

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Requiem of Hearts

Tides of life can be as sweeping as the tides of oceans
overflowing our enthralling Earth full of allure
What there, however, once was is no longer
gone with the wind the same way as the tides do
Focus thus on your life to the outmost
let especially your love flourish into symphonic flames.

You know, my dear, you are all the musical notes
of the magnificent library of music there is
of all the musical scriptures and overtures
quintessential and essential, effervescent
all the tones out of symphonic instruments
being played on the philharmonic stage.

You know, my dear, when you are with me
it feels to me to be in the midst of creative music
you, the music, your sensual body and your heart
your eyes shining like the most bright stars
the music brought to life by your femininity
the music of the Mozart…

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PASSING-ON THE PASSIONS

SATURDAY 5th SEPTEMBER 2020

This is a response to a Flash Fiction prompt from ‘Putting My Feet In the Dirt’, Writing Prompts hosted by ‘M’.
Which can be found by following the link below..

Today’s prompt ~ PASSING-ON THE PASSIONS

PASSING-ON THE PASSIONS 

by John Yeo

Writing is seriously ingrained in my soul,

I put my mind to passing-on my passions

The end of my story is my innermost goal.

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My mind lives the characters, taking a toll

Affecting every single one of my actions,

Writing is seriously ingrained in my soul.

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Every hard won word is added to the scroll

As each written word my story refashions

The end of my story is my innermost goal.

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My keyboard allows my words to extol

My plot shapes my physiological reactions

Writing is seriously ingrained in my soul.

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Writing to pass on my passions, my role,

My concentration works without distractions

The end of my story is my innermost goal.

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I realise my writing is a part of a whole

My story is just passing-on the passions 

Writing is seriously ingrained in my soul

The end of my story is my innermost goal.

© Written by John Yeo