Open Poetry #19 |
My Evening Calls |
Ivy Rose Senior Member
since 2001-12-29
Posts 1300MA, USA |
When evening calls, I call to the evening~~~ My heart is soft and warm, ready for the touch of love. I own the arms of time reaching into the horizons for the heart that matches mine. I hear the whisper, the hum of angel's wings stirring the sweet, summer-set of yesterdays, of tomorrows. There is a white-misted fog of shining love that follows me. I hear it calling: ~~~in the evening, ~~~in the heart. And so, I wait with hope with a fullness ~~~of faith Until the evening calls, ~~~and my heart calls back. |
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Mistletoe Angel
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
(smiles) Awwwwwww, this is soooooo beautiful, sweet friend, your gorgeous word of love always echo to us all with loves calling! (kiss on cheek) We all love you so much, sweet friend, this is a beautifully enchanting poem! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Ivy, thank you for sharing! May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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Marge Tindal
since 1999-11-06
Posts 42384Florida's Foreverly Shores |
IvyRose~ 'I own the arms of time reaching into the horizons for the heart that matches mine.' This piece is rich with wishful beauty~ *Hugs* ~*Marge*~ ~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~ |
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strbbux Member Elite
since 2001-12-19
Posts 3859 |
"And so, I wait with hope with a fullness ~~~of faith Until the evening calls, ~~~and my heart calls back" Oh such nice thoughts, so beautiful Ivy. floria Floria |
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vandana
since 1999-10-22
Posts 10463USA |
enjoyed |
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