Well back in August I sent you a reply to your private message request asking me to run a tutored eye over a poetic work penned by your goodself. Well my response, which was one of admiration accompanied by a recommendation to publish said work on the forum as a post, which also confirmed that I rarely have time to respond to private messages if ever. However while said response is there in the 'outbox' it appears not to have wormed its way into 'sent', so I am inclined to take that as an indication that perhaps that while faithfully prepared because I was so taken with your gift, it has somehow got lost in the ether.
Working on that assumption I have therefore decided to publish and be damned as I consider your piece well worthy of publication to the world at large and I am indeed proud to be called your friend with such a bright scribbling future ahead.
Thus see below:
A mind the door, to be found by many,
Understood by some, that calming smooth breeze,
The sway in the woods, and the flow of the leaves,
Enigma, no? A hypnotizing trace of scent,
A reminder of time here well spent,
Alas, a storm, thunder in the mind,
Lightning in the eyes is often a rare sight,
Like so many before, appreciating the rain,
A tear from above, the clouds to blame,
This is the beauty of the storm.
Take my pace, hand in hand,
Travel the clouds over distant land,
Now here, be warned.
Stepping in prints through ages of sand,
Walking the path, storms too have soul,
A sight to see and wonder to hold,
For many have traveled desert smooth sand,
None yet value the winter, the blistering cold,
And In this time, I offer my hand to hold,
Because while your demons dance in the storm,
Mine are sleeping, my mind is warm
Jaglada August 21st 2.58am 2016
Also as your covering note was so charming and also poetic in its way, I have published that too: I am flattered by being referred to as a 'Fountain of Knowledge' but that is probably a little humility on my part is called for, as if we never stop learning until we pass on then I am convinced that we collectively become better human beings as a result, as in I too am learning from you. Also I your self analytical candour is much appreciated.
'I wanted to personally thank you for being a "Fountain of knowledge" of you will. I feel almost selfish for feeding off the information you provide, but I am young, and indeed very selfish. I have a little piece that I wrote to share with you, and I would be delighted for your honest feedback on it.'
I also believe that only the genius of Turner can bring your poem to incandescent life and do it the justice it deserves.
'Deal in a Storm' Joseph Mallord William Turner (1825, watercolour) Deal boatmen are shown readying a boat for launching with wreck floating nearby.