Hi all,
I am writing the following poem for O.S.I. and the theme is rekindle.
May she swallow words,
From the honeycomb of life.
May the sky open its eyes;
Rain down its essence, each molecule sublime.
May it rekindle in her joie de vivre;
Leave its footprints in each vertebrae of her spine,
And climb into the hollow space within her heart.
Mistakes and lessons, recorded in her mind, gone;
Stuffed in an envelope, return to sender.
Kiss the blue dawn and bluer eyes;
Sorrows pass now without remembrance.
Oh to sing into the sun once more,
To embrace the dawn on sun-kissed shores;
Free and alive.
Tuesday, May 14, 2013
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There are many poor souls who have lost their joie de vivre, W.G. It is soooo sad.
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Thanks for the comment Jim. I have added word verification to my site!
Hey WG,
This just melts on your tongue.
"Rain down its essences, each molecule sublime"
So well done:-)
beautiful, beautiful imagery!
interesting images!
Very nice post. I certainly love this website. Keep it up!
Amen. May it rekindle in her joie de vivre! Beautiful feelings.
I love this!
beautiful! carry on
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