Open Poetry #38 |
Loves Sweet Sorrow, The Morn Arises (Southern Belle Series) |
Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Loves Sweet Sorrow Part Two The Morn Arises The restless night had not prevented the sun from making a daily journey to morns arising the lace trimmed pillows strewn across the bed still wet from tears she had been softly crying. She stepped out onto the veranda for breakfast just like she had done on every other morn heavy was her heart from loves sweet sorrow there was no hunger, her heart was now torn. Her daily stroll she made past the orchards the aroma of peach hanging heavy on the air she paused to tarry amongst the willow trees coming to rest in her favorite faded wicker chair. This had become her tranquil place of mind as though her spirits own private sanctuary it was here that she loved listening to the wind and lonesome whistle sounds of passing ferries. Willow trees bending over touching the ground reminded her of angel tears falling from the sky but this day they were not the tears of angels it was her own tears the willows did now cry. |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Didn't I read somewhere in response to your series that you should start a book? Hmmm? Didn't I? I'm sure I did. Hint hint hint.... |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
omg....lmao here... Thank you for the confidence lady.....but I think I will let the novel stuff to the pro's... |
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Interloper
since 2000-11-06
Posts 8369Deep in the heart |
Brava! Well done! You should listen to Lady Sunshine Fool, said my Muse to me, look in thy heart and write. |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Your making me blush sir, but thank you! |
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