My Symphony

My Symphony

A Poem by Bethany Woody
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Somewhere inside of me
I can feelt he drummer beat
tapping out a rhythm against my mind
leading my feet to a path all mine.
 
Teaching me of a vibration
new and wonderous sensation
all along my finger tips
straight to my swaying hips.
 
Undulating along the lines
following what he difines
as my chorus, as my melody
living out my symphony.

© 2009 Bethany Woody


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Bethany Woody
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To the south from the Canadian north. Its good. We all walk to our own drummer, especially poets and writers for you do this all alone.

Posted 15 Years Ago


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OK???

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Added on April 3, 2009

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Bethany Woody
Bethany Woody

Atlanta, GA



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This is my letter to the world, That never wrote to me,- The simple news that Nature told, With tender majesty. Her message is committed To hands I cannot see; For love of her, sweet .. more..

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