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Nurse Crachet
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since 1999-09-27

Posts 318
They know where I am!

0 posted 2001-05-25 07:19 PM

My Dream

My dream of all dreams
once held at bay,
then brilliantly colors streamed.

He was my content rainbow
arched over my landscape,
desires escaping their furlough.

Once a dream of being a queen,
symposium grafted illusion,
only a crass nurse to be seen.

Now sitting here visiting the sky,
addressing rainbows with passion,
wondering when the next star will cry.

My vision clear as blue is blue,
Crayon Kings colorful array
is now Nurse Crachets' objective view.

Take me past the world I now know,
free the willow queen from weeping,
she can show you how my branches flow.

Crayon King, may your meadows florish,
growth divine amongst colorfully drew roses,
together in rhyme our poetry to embellish.

[This message has been edited by Nurse Crachet (edited 05-25-2001).]

Denise

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Member Seraphic

since 1999-08-22

Posts 22648

1 posted 2001-05-26 08:33 AM

Very beautifully done, Nursie!

Dark Angel
Member Patricius

since 1999-08-04

Posts 10095

2 posted 2001-05-27 01:51 AM

Nurse Cratchet

I enjoyed your poem very much and especially loved this line........
"Now sitting here visiting the sky"
never looked at it that way, but, yes, we do visit it when we're sitting there looking up at it don't we?

Nice!

Maree

2dalimit
Member Elite

since 2000-02-08

Posts 2228
Mississippi coast

3 posted 2001-05-27 09:45 AM

A lot of emotions here. A very stirring poem.
But, yes, take a break to keep a handle on reality.
Melton

[This message has been edited by 2dalimit (edited 05-27-2001).]

brian madden
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since 2000-05-06

Posts 4374
ireland

4 posted 2001-05-27 12:41 PM

Once a dream of being a queen,
symposium grafted illusion,
only a crass nurse to be seen.

wow, bubbling with metaphors and emotions, a very beautiful colourful poem.

"you are what you own in this land, you can be king and it all depends on the view and what you can see" Whipping boy

Dr.Moose1
Member Elite

since 1999-09-05

Posts 3448
Bewilderment , USA

5 posted 2001-05-29 07:31 PM

Well done my dear nuse C. Not being confined to a certain viewpoint does have it's rewards.
So nice to hear from you again .
Doc

Irish Rose
Member Patricius

since 2000-04-06

Posts 10263

6 posted 2001-05-30 09:42 PM

what a thought provoking piece...

Kathleen Blake

"When red-haired girls scamper like roses over the rain-green grass,
and the sun drips honey."
Laurie Lee

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