hobo

Jun 24, 2010 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Across The Pond

Who are you
That has stolen my heart
Me over here
And you across the pond

What is your name
I just have to know
Your work stirs my heart
But it is your eyes
That have touched my soul

Would it be alright
Can I just ask
Could I have
Just one little dance

If I stand on a hill
Just before morning
And you will stand on a hill
Just after dark

We can both dance
Under the same moon

And I will hold you
In my dreams
Until the day I die

— hobo, Jun 24, 2010

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hobo

15 years 11 months ago

Thanks my friends

Thanks to neo I have made many new friends from across the pond, so as always if you think this poem is for you than it is lol. I am headed out on an adventure for a couple of days but I will be back on Saturday *You can never pick anyone up if you are busy putting them down*

Kailashana

15 years 11 months ago

Your poem is to be

Your poem is to be cherished. Yeah, Hobo, little adventures are what life is all about, including making friends across many rivers and ponds. Life in these days of the net is wayyyyyyyyyyyy coooool. Imagine, what was once a blip across my screen is sleeping in my bed now. Ahhhh... Hugs of love, Anna "People sometimes inquire what form of government is most suitable for an artist to live under. To this question there is only one answer. The form of government that is most suitable to the artist is no government at all." Oscar Wilde

xena465

15 years 11 months ago

My dear Hobo

Wonderful. If I stand on one of our Scottish hills and dance at 10pm, British time tomorrow, give you a bit of time to get your kilt on, you have to dance at the same time and I’ll be dancing there with you and waving. Xena Quote: Science is what you know; philosophy is what you don't know. - Bertrand Russell

hobo

15 years 11 months ago

Xena my friend

Xena my friend, I have been told my great, great grandfather came over from Scottland with his two brothers, So I am a Scottsman at heart. Have you ever heard of the name Chism in Scottland, that is my last name? anyway my friend I am off to find a kilt :) *You can never pick anyone up if you are busy putting them down*

shirley harrison

15 years 11 months ago

wonderful Hobo!

you have a very special soul Dear Randy, your words can touch a heart from across a pond! with much love and enjoy your fishing trip, i hope you catch salmon and not trout! L:O:L with a lot of love shirley harrison

lou

15 years 11 months ago

OMG

Never read anything so romantic in my life. That will fill the gaps. much love lou xx

faithmairee

15 years 11 months ago

Very Beautiful

What a beautiful poem! It's wonderful in every way. Enjoy your adventure! ~I never say anything I don't mean nor do I say anything to be mean.~

judyanne

15 years 11 months ago

as soon as dark falls randy i'll be dancing

beautiful write 'Who are you That has stolen my heart' - do you think it should be 'who has'? - i know that gives you two 'who's', but 'that' is inanimate..... perhaps something then like - 'Who are you a stranger stealing my heart' .... just me (x) love judy xxxx http://www.strategicpublishinggroup.com/title/TwentyMyPrettyPonies.html

raj

15 years 11 months ago

Mr.Hobo..

loved the nuances and the lilts of this lovely write...i enjoyed the scapes you have created from across the hill as well as atop the hill... warmly...raj (sublime_ocean)..

magics02

15 years 11 months ago

Hobo

I am catching up now and I like this tune here dancing under the moon. Your words and your soul meet the paper I do believe and heart too. Great write Mr.Poet you are. Hugs across the ponds,rivers, seas,plains, mountains and hill. Friend Mona