The Voice

The Voice

A Poem by Gomer LePoet
"

hearing the voice thru galactic noise

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The Voice


Echoing through those electronic hills,

fancy gadgets providing mental thrills,

he seeks out a soul he's never before heard,

not one single sound, not one single word,


the mind was stretching out to find a clue,

of what should be expected, a sound so true,

when it finally broke through after a quiet ring,

the ears were astonished to hear angels sing,


a child-like whisper stirred visions of light,

leave the head spinning, the beam so bright,

The Voice that was heard was joy in his mind,

charging particles of dew drops, ties that bind,


never envisioned, no never expected,

scattering thoughts that need be collected,

knowing not where the next step would go,

The Voice speaking out, the words softly flow


Gomer Lepoet...

© 2010 Gomer LePoet


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Gomer LePoet

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In my imagination, I see a musician searching for a new sound and finding it. Beautiful!

Posted 13 Years Ago


Great rhyming. Always love Floyd!

Posted 13 Years Ago


You know, this is unique really:)
An outstanding song too:)
Always a wanderer, always connecting to the ethereal, wonderful poem
xx

Posted 13 Years Ago


This was just amazing. Totally totally amazing

Posted 13 Years Ago


This is totally amazing here.
Wonderful rhmye scheme and flow.
I like this alot. Very well written.

Posted 14 Years Ago



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Added on April 24, 2010
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Gomer LePoet
Gomer LePoet

Tampa, FL



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I am a former IT Manager/Consultant working for many Fortune 500 companies, mainly in the Banking, Telecommunications industry. I am also a part time musician, playing guitars and keyboards and writ.. more..

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