Open Poetry #19 |
Untidy, My Life |
nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Untidy, My Life Head cupped by hand, softly touched by pillowed thoughts. Mind wanderings scattered above/ below the lids, in sought Dreaming of the time when tidiness becomes the norm. Primped and preened and spruced and cleaned and life becomes me new, transformed. When smiles will waken to me each day and face in mirror glows, esteemed believing in the aftertimes. Untidy, my life, converted, redeemed. What angel will come to discharge her fill Gift to me, expressions' quill... |
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strbbux Member Elite
since 2001-12-19
Posts 3859 |
What lovely thoughts Maureen, I would love that myself, great work. floria Floria |
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Marshalzu
since 2001-02-15
Posts 2681Lurking |
Thank you for the wonderful read. Andrew I give huggles for replies :) |
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Auguste
since 2000-02-16
Posts 3953By the sea |
This is pretty, Maureen. Stars will shine when I am gone |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
Maureen, Well done. Primped and preened and spruced and cleaned. An excellent line. |
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Pilgrimage Member Elite
since 2001-12-04
Posts 3945Texas, USA |
I enjoyed the images-dream on. Nan |
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