Focus be the falling dreams
those intricacies of desires
preconceived yet remain aloof
for metamorphosis when sun
sets amiss on a year gone by
So paradoxical the rain
of a sun filled day be of
your teardrops blending
perpetually for amends
Be the new year rising sun
a dignified tomorrow befitting a
panorama of moonbeams for
the resurgence of your dreams
(c) Falling but For a Rising
19December2011
Vivian L Dawson
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Reviewed by Cliff Long
Reviewed on January 29, 2012
Thank you for the interplay of words... Dreams and desires forthcoming like a butterfly from its cocoon.
Reviewed by RWE SAYS BYE (Reader)
Reviewed on December 22, 2011
I like this. Be the new year... a limitless horizon of opportunity. May yours be filled with even more eloquence and giftedness in the realms of poesy... even more joy in family... even more peace and tranquality of life... nice offering here, may there be many more in the new year.
in this deep and dark december day its reflective and then up beat to look for that brighter day.
your range and depth is amazing.I look forward seeing what the next poem brings.
have a wonderful holiday season and new year of more great poetry
your friend Mike
Reviewed by Rory Dall (Reader)
Reviewed on December 20, 2011
Quite topical, this little ode to unfulfilled dreams of the old year and fresh hopes for the coming year.
A lovely way to greet the new year in to your heart and your senses... with the resurgence of your dreams. May all of your dreams, hopes and expectations come true in 2012.
In other words, what you lost or didn't get last year, march forward into the coming year, feet planted solidly on the ground, eyes straight ahead and reap the coming rewards, plus those you didn't receive last year. Nice work.
WHISPERS OF THE HEART is artist and author J. Allen Wilson's second book of poetry.It can be autographed and shipped within 48 hours of order. NO LONGER AVAILABLE.
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
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your range and depth is amazing.I look forward seeing what the next poem brings.
have a wonderful holiday season and new year of more great poetry
your friend Mike
Blessings,
Christine
Your Friend, Joy Hale
peace for tomorrow..lovely ~Lady Vivian~