Open Poetry #50 |
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Where kiss soft breezes blow. |
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backstreetdreamer Junior Member Posts 18 |
She opened her eyes and she stretched in her bed, then she rose up just like a skylark andher eyes still glowed softly ,for she had spent dreams just dancing in the dark, immersed in the beauty of what she had dreamed, she drifted just like an illusion that somehow had risenfrom dreamland with her, in magical dancing confusion, lace curtained light lit her soft elfin face, then lifted her eyes from the evening gloom that brought her arising from yesterday’s arms, a cameo Princess alone in her room, she wove herself onto the loom of the day like a tapestry waiting for rainbows to glow then she wandered alone through a greenwood lit walk, where kiss soft breezes blow. She meandered so gently, lost in her song, her whole world seemed just like a stage her melody soared she felt sorrows depart, then she slowly turned over life’s page, as she sighed to the sea, the sea whispered back of everything one day would bring she thought of a time that was festooned in rhyme painted reasons that held her again although all she had known after being alone gave her no thought of happiness yet she dreamed in the sunrise of beginnings again, and smiled to the dying sunset, to the transit of Venus she raised up her heart as she felt her dream nearing her door she had given so much to so many in pain, and yet she still deserved so much more. Then under her gazebo she sat by her fish pond and watched all the whirlygigs dance and her heart skipped a beat as she pondered again upon such an endearing romance, then she felt a soft kiss blown from so far away touch her cheek and bejewel her eyes she knew as he neared she’d replace all her fears withsuch a deep loving sunrise, Then she drifted away on a year and a day to that place where lovers often do she was sure of their love and the good times to come, before their lives were through, So many moments she’d spent all alone, before all she had wished for came true But no longer she thought there would be just a me, but now both a me and a you… |
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Poet In Pink Senior Member Posts 1066 MI |
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Alison![]() ![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
She wove herself into the loom of the day. ----- I truly love that line. Your poem was ever so romantic. Welcome to PIP. Please, share more. Alison |
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Honeybunch Member Rara Avis
since 2001-12-29
Posts 7115South Africa |
Beautiful! |
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suthern![]() ![]()
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
she dreamed in the sunrise of beginnings again, and smiled to the dying sunset, You write such lovely images! Welcome!! |
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