Poem:
Poems whisper to me as I prepare for bed Like a lullaby I hear them in my head I fall asleep holding my notebook tight Clutch my pen feeling the ink glowing bright I dream I am writing in my slumber But when awake I canโt remember To capture elusive words that run asunder Many a time I make a wordy blunder I try to get back words from where they meander There is no paper, there is no pen I donโt have to cross my tโs And dot my iโs I donโt need to write a rhyme Or make the syllables chime My mind letโs go and feels sublime With the spoken word I converse Dreams come to me in the form of a verse A monologue In a soliloquy A symphony of my Soulโs piquancy.
The Skeptic's Kaddish ๐ฎ๐ฑ 
Beautiful process and writing David. โค
โค LaDonna โค ~ I agree… Yassy is one of my favorite poets!
โค
Love this beautiful poem David.. Yassy is the best. ๐
๐ Cindy ๐
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If a yes is to jest
Can I say I’m them the best
An insult for a con
Descend in her pubis moms
Like a fold, I see so clear
What this poet tends to hold dear
Who’s clever now?
๐ค Arthur ๐ค
Lol thanks Ben
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Please feel free to call me ‘David’ ~ that’s my first name.
The word ‘ben’ simply means ‘son of’ in Hebrew, and my father’s name was ‘Alexander’. I created this blog in his memory, you see.
I know it’s confusing because ‘Ben’ is also a popular name in English ~ I’m sorry for the confusion!
โค
David
Ah thanks David. My real name is Michael. Glad to meet youโฆ
Shalom ๐ฎ๐ฑ
๐๐ป
I love this! ๐
Me tooโฃ๏ธ
Lovely.
๐ค Dawn ๐ค ~ I agree
~David
Yes, Lucid dreaming. Wonderful unless there are monsters.
๐ค Andrew ๐ค
This is a brilliant poem by Yassy David! ๐๐๐๐Just commented on the original post! A perfect description of the writers life especially during the night. ๐๐
๐ Ken ๐
Beautiful! ๐ค๐
๐ Filipa ๐
Really beautiful!!
๐ Vidah ๐
Beautiful ๐ค
๐งก B. ๐งก
Lovely lucid dreaming
Khan has a knack for storytelling
Composed in poetry
In the dreaming of dreams
Questioned secrets are revealed
In a dazzling interpretation of the image.
๐ Abi ๐
Beautiful โค๏ธ
๐ Kate ๐