A lone drum beats
matching the rhythm of my heart
touches the deepest part
with its sensual call.

Someone, somewhere
is writing a new history
in hues of black or blue
and, stone too, in time
will unfold the legend.

Those were the days my
friend, when memories fade
but love will always
find you.

Eyes meet as souls greet
with an old familiarity
As if they’ve loved before
in other lifetimes so
long ago and far away.

Time flies but nothing is
ever really left unsaid

No matter how ancient
from beginning to end

We learn if we listen
with our heart

There is no language
or legend
that cannot be read.


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Shared with Poetry Picnic #6
Carry on Tuesday #124

Author: Daydreamer

I live on a beautiful island in Atlantic Canada.

11 thoughts on “Legends”

  1. So beautifully written, Bren, and so true. And also so full of hope for humanity, for you and me … thank you … again and again, my friend. Love, cat.

  2. “As if they’ve loved before/In other lifetimes so/long ago and far away.” Love never ends, only changes with time and space… Beautiful!

  3. There is no language
    or legend
    that cannot be read.

    true, smart thoughts, what a delightful treat,
    Happy Poetry Picnic.


  4. The heart really does have it’s own language, and it’s own soul I think because it rarely listens to what I have to say about its decisions….. It makes them regardless of what I think… People may say I’m a dreamer, but I’m not the only one… I love your quote from John Lennon! One of my all-time favorite quotes is from him also: Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans…… Lovely poem Daydreamer…

  5. Very nice legend you wrote today, but I tried and I tried with my heart and my mind, yet this still could not be read. “jashrwueuryhwth” Do I need to listen more?..haha

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