Hi bloggers,
The following poem is written for O.S.I. and Carry on Tuesday:
The sun shines with kisses
And the yellow light spells your name
You came in on a morning train
With words that sang of spring
How did you know my life was winter
And my clothes smelled of wood
From long blizzard nights and cabin fever
You have more charisma than a rooster
Who swoons the hens from a hot tin roof
As you whisper in my ear:
Fear not for the future
Weep not for the past
I recite the verses in my heart
Release them as sparrows into the clouds
And they return as bountiful stars
To light my darkest nights
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This is beautiful. It makes me miss my NY train rides fron NJ. Beautiful imagery.
Hi W.G. ~~ There was a good message here, who was that 'masked man (with the Silver Bullet)?'
This poem makes me feel good because as it reads to me. As written, first person to second person ("you"), the "you" is such a charming feel-good-messenger person I would like it to be a tribute to me.
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This is beautiful ... full of motivation !!!
this is full of wonderful imagery and i especially love ~
"The sun shines with kisses"
♥
loved every line from the first to the last...
Excellent from beginning to end.
This is lovely and an interesting take on the prompt!
great light for dark nights
This is really nice! I liked the last stanza especially...:)
I love it! Very evocative words.
I'm testing the waters:
http://wovendreamsprompts.wordpress.com/2013/02/08/welcome-to-woven-dreams/
with a new blog idea.
Hope you'll stop in soon.
More charisma that a rooster?
Pick me up from the floor....LOL
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