by Mariah K Rowse
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Rated "G" by the Author.
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I met him on the pier where he was born,
With paper lanterns floating in the ocean.
His eyes were silver-lined…
The warning colors of a thunderstorm.
Lightning swimming in the midnight blue,
Ever-changing with emotion.
He made me a locket out of stars,
To keep our wishes in.
Vowing the light would guide him home,
Should I ever find myself without him.
Gazing into the open sea,
While making a path to lead him to me,
Casting colored glass in the sand at my feet.
The wind carries the light out above the moon,
And breaks the surface of the water,
He’ll be home soon…
…and I’ll be waiting.
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|Reviewed by Susan de Vegter
|Only a Star Child could animate this canvas.
|Reviewed by Felix Perry
|A beautiful love song filled with the longing of two hearts separated but knowing time will soon bring them together again.
|Reviewed by Paul Berube
I love the imagery and your word usage has always been so superb. Peace, Love and God's Blessings Always, Paul.
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|Oh, the imagery and LINES in this - you know my favorite part -
" ... his eyes were silver lined
the warning colors of a thunderstorm
Lightning swimming in the midnight blue
Ever changing with emotion ...."
Well done, entire poem -
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
|Reviewed by Pierre Ortega
|Dreamy and longing, I love this,
Great heartfelt writing.
|Reviewed by Brittany Renée
|Oh how magically romantic!|