Jeweled Day In Dixie
by Susan K. de Vegter
Monday, February 27, 2006
Rated "PG" by the Author.
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Two minute poem
Jeweled Day in Dixie
Here tis a misty morning where Dixie shines through grays
Its like a spring time blossom, not like a winters day
The sun is on the other side just like a bright new smile
Except for cloaks of milky foam it would be a day so fine
Now and then a sparkle , a string all golden bred
Shoots through like jeweled silk strung out on liquid thread
It rains a mist of silver and when a palm extends
It dresses down the fingers and to the heart extends
Funny how a day becomes much more for a thought
When beads of fluid love is palmed , caressed, absorbed and caught
Weekend days in Dixie , all warm and not forgotten
Another memory stays with me.. steeped in gentle cotton
Dressed in kind with softness right against the flesh
Emotionally enamored by days that seem to mesh
The likeness of yesterday, the dejavu of bliss
I love the dreary days like this and all the times I missed
Wallowing indoors, rummaging through things
Opening the rusted tears and wakening old dreams.
Author ~ Susan K. Rowse (de Vegter)
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|Reviewed by Tinka Boukes
|Great offering for a 2 minuter...lol!!
I cannot even type my comment that fast......hehehehe!!
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|Almost mystical in it's images and special turn of words as it winds through to the end building a picture that is a little sad but still not overly dreadful, there seems still to be a lot of hope in the poets soul.
|Reviewed by Only A Poet
|a wonderful glimpse of your special place.|
|Reviewed by E T Waldron
|Susan this is splendid work!
I have missed the beauty of your words!
|Reviewed by Bobbi Duffy
|What a beautiful poem about rainy days. I live in paradise, Florida, and yearn for rainy days. Days when I'm locked in my room going through old photos and stuff that reminds me of happy times.
You put my feelings into words,and did it very well.
I'll be back to read you again.