Open Poetry #40 |
Wishes |
Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
I am the “me” of everyone wishing on a shooting star when night begets a dream and I speak, speak, instantly but too slow the star departs and wishes trail dispirited into the neighbours yard. They lie amongst the weeds thirsty, thirsty, as can be because no one waters weeds when pretty flowers preen and scatter silly wiles to attract the honey bees. And in the time of Autumn winds that wish blows back again changed, refined, befitted for a bigger chunk of energy from the “me” of everyone. Easier and easier to huff, puff, and blow, and the wish exceeds the bounds of the once possible and it flies, flies, and glides into the most amazing sky. You’ll see it there at sunset giving glows to every hue and showing only part of the intensity of heart behind each and every cloud. The seasons come and go; sunsets always glow and clouds have silver linings because wishes have the edge on life’s everyday betrayal. Helen / 8 May 2007 |
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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296 |
I love the way your mind investigates and concludes..... you are a wonder marvelous poem |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
Hi, Honey! Hang your wishes on the tail of the biggest and brightest star! ~ and may they all come true for you, Dear Poetess! Love & Star Light, Linda |
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