Open Poetry #48 |
Inspirered |
Elizabeth Santos Member Rara Avis
since 1999-11-08
Posts 9269Pennsylvania |
One night as I was strolling stars A moonbeam through the window crept It slowly paced my bedroom wall And touched my pillow as I slept Above my bed in the midnight air An empty paper page of white Slipped silently across my room And rested in the opal light As though it begged my soul to find A page just waiting patiently To feel the touch of silken ink Flow down its face abundantly In my unrest I rose from sleep And pondered how this faithful friend Descended from the star lit skies And made me lift my poet pen Elizabeth Santos |
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
This is how you work, Liz. You wake up in the middle of the night, sit at your desk, and produce a perfectly crafted gem within minutes. You've done it again, my dear friend.. |
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Victoria
since 2000-08-12
Posts 5869 |
Beautifully done Elizabeth and perfect meter. You have a beautiful family too. ~Victoria Life is a great big canvas-Throw all the paint on it you can. |
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mvvenkataraman Member
since 2011-11-12
Posts 72India |
Dear Poet, I see little flowers standing And your poetry is outstanding. mvvenkataraman |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
This is so nice! I like how you set the scene. Sevral times I have laid in bed with my thoughts wandering, and sometimes if I'm lucky, the birth of a poem is born. Lovely poetry~ |
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Juju Member Elite
since 2003-12-29
Posts 3429In your dreams |
I liked this -Juju |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
This is inspiring. What a great write! A fairytale come to life. Excellent story. JL Love the Lord your God with all your heart, and with all your soul,and with all your mind. Love your neighbor as yourself. |
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Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
Well written and rhymed it flowed easilly, a sure sign that a poem is good is if it ''reads'' well and this does, thank you for sharing... Goldenrose. music was my refuge.i could crawl into the spaces between the notes and curl my back to loneliness - Maya Angelou |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Beautiful...James |
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Namyh Senior Member
since 2009-01-20
Posts 988 |
Liz - Crafted with the visual intent that only the poet can produce. I loved it. Often when we step out the box, the originality of the created piece has the definite stamp of our individuality and a life of its own like this one. Thanks for sharing ES. Namyh |
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