Open Poetry #41 |
Memories Of Victorian Times |
A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
When I dream, I go to a place, where I came, A place in time, long ago, when ladies, Where ladies, and gentlemen, where gentlemen, Where love notes, love letters, where hand written, Sent with scents, of deepest devotion, love so true, Days of ballroom, dress and dances, mystery and mystique, Carriage rides, hearing the trots, of horse hoofs, Upon cobblestone roads, white picket fences, with gardens of roses. A time of poetrys finest, reading, tea, a time of no distractions, Modesty was the fashion, classiness, with manners, proper speech. I will continue dreaming, until I am there once more, where I belong, Those lovely Victorian memories, keep calling, me back time after time. You know you're in love, when you can't fall asleep,because reality is finally better than your dream~Dr.Seuss |
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tonyV Junior Member
since 2008-01-14
Posts 36 |
That was absolutely wonderful. That makes me feel like going back in time, hehe. |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
Thank you Tony, Welcome to PIP, nice to meet you, time travel would be nice wouldn't it? ~ARH |
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tonyV Junior Member
since 2008-01-14
Posts 36 |
Thanks for the welcome. As for time travel, you don't have to ask me twice. |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
well really I wasn't asking twice, just thinking about another time period, other than the Victorian Era. You reply got me to thinking, about times we as a nation could change our mistakes etc. ~ARH You know you're in love, when you can't fall asleep,because reality is finally better than your dream~Dr.Seuss |
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