Fascination Poem by Sandra Feldman

Fascination



Lucky are those fascinated,
By life, time and others,
Exasperated,
For not having enough,
Of those moments,
Elongated,
By wonderful stuff,
And creative brothers.

Fascinated,
By periods and people,
High up on the scale,
Those that ripple,
The exciting Sea of Life,
With their creativity,
Unfolding secrets,
Opening new paths,
The artistic mysteries,
That fascinate even more,
As you keep opening of Life,
The Secret Door,
The amazing creations,
Of which you never tier,
But want more and more.

Monday, February 1, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: creation
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Always find art fascinating. And for me this spills over greatly to the visual-spoken art of the theater and the cinema, which after literature is what excites and attracts me the most.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dimitrios Galanis 02 February 2016

An admiratin we owe as worshipers to human's efforts.

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Kelly Kurt 02 February 2016

my love of the sciences and philosophy spill over in to my poetry. Poetry is the ideal companion for any other interest.

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