Open Poetry #14 |
Summer Magic |
Brad Majors
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
This is but a fairy breeze drifting bout my window sill A inner longing whispering beyond the noise that surrounds Sacred calling to higher plane rising from mediocrity's dismal space Oh if only to join old Puck hence be bathed in woodland magic on this summer's eve Sadly chained by feeble mortality I stare at the taunting stars and dream of things beyond my thoughts falling to sleep to the singing of elves before reality's wind blows away fairy breeze just beyond my window sill |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Well done. Live for love. Without love, you don't live. |
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Brad Majors
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
thank you! |
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Poeminister Senior Member
since 2000-02-26
Posts 1862Regina SK; Canada |
Excellent. I know the feeling. Nicely expressed. Poeminister |
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Irish Rose Member Patricius
since 2000-04-06
Posts 10263 |
I enjoyed the "elves" the whole piece spoke to me! Kathleen Blake |
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Brad Majors
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
thank you for reading! |
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VAS Member Rara Avis
since 2000-11-16
Posts 7450Oregon |
good to see one of yours here, now I must look for some more. enjoyed the read, love that fairy breeze of a morn or eve wafting in the window, tickling the skin |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
BradMajors~ 'I stare at the taunting stars and dream of things beyond my thoughts' I like this vision of dreams ~ ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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Brad Majors
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
Thank you! Does anyone know the play I'm alluding to? |
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