Open Poetry #33 |
Evening Shadows. |
Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
Cerise, tyrian, white and grey clouds meander, over corduroy suede golden fields. Circle rolls of straw stand in wheat fields newly shaved. Long shadows of trees, strecth out to the gates of cemateries and churches of cold stone, weather beaten, slowly decaying. Sense of cut straw hanging hot on the air, as i rush past hedgerows filled with fleeing finches. Distant patchwork fields slowly fading colour. Stopping to slake thirst, but delightedly exhausted, thrilled to be free, to witness such an evening of vivid colourful scenes. Potatoe clouds flying away to distant lands, clearing the sky for midnight's raven coloured robe, where i will fly away tonight to my dreams. Buffalo girl won't you come out tonight..come out tonight...(George Bailey~It's A Wonderful Life) [This message has been edited by Goldenrose (08-19-2004 05:16 AM).] |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
and in your dreams I will be there to take you with me to faraway places..through the clouds to the stars we will fly, hand in hand and heart to heart....just you and I... Love Dreamweaver xxxxx ..and dance by the light of the moon! (Mary and George Bailey~It's A Wonderful Life) |
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