Aspirations

Words written, foolish things,

placed upon the blank sheet; a

humming poet becomes an artist

selling canvas upon a busy street.

Waiting an eternity to have the

painting bring a price; giving the

poet time to write.  Not wanting

praise, but to give meaning to the

hunger days, rhymes read, know

that there was delight when someone

liked to read the stories, this would

be the poets crowning glory.

Recognition of the long days and nights,

living with hunger and fright, to write an

immortal poem remembered like an Angel’s

song, this is the poet’s wish before life is over,

before they are gone.

 

©2014.aspirations.annjohnsonmurphree

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2 thoughts on “Aspirations

  1. I would like to say I love your blog and the wonderful and beautiful things you share as well as the inspiration and smiles you bring in doing so! Thank you for being you and I hope even if you do not accept awards you will accept the sentiment expressed as I honor you with one. There is no prize that comes with the award other than my appreciation and being grateful you are part of our world and making a difference by sharing in such a positive way…
    I have posted the award and link to it here I hope you will accept it or at least the sentiment behind it! http://artisticlyxpressedthoughts.wordpress.com/2014/03/27/awards-and-shared-gifts/

    With love,
    Joe

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    • Joe what a wonderful person you are to honor me with this award. When I saw the name Joe Bradshaw, I must have had a wide eyed look as a very dear friend from high school in my home town of Decatur, Alabama had that name. However in looking closer at your picture, you are much too young. I will now have to search for your “books”, have a great evening. Ann

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