Open Poetry #34 |
Reverie Of Clouds |
Goldenrose Member Elite
since 2003-05-30
Posts 3665 |
The chambers of my dreams, echo with the songs of angels. Sunshine beams on ripening corn and white foaming streams, and wind chimes timbre in jingle- jangles. Birds sweetly sing to praise the day, dew dripped from flowers in woodlands. Air redolent with scent, for this to God i pray, blossom opened to the world in their thousands. Cushioned turf where i lay down to drift, clover, daisies and buttercups caressed my fingers. On meandering clouds i was taken, up above did i lift, overcome, my feelings heightened by those seraphic singers. |
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A Romantic Heart Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-03
Posts 5496Forever In Your Heart |
I love how you share vivid details, what an experiance,I felt as though I was there, smelling the buttercups and watching you touch them! Loved this one! ~ARH Come,love all of me, mind, body, spirit..feel my passion, taste of me, be filled completely! |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
Very nice. I enjoyed the read. JL |
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