This poem emerged from a combination of experiences in NZ and my daughter's farm in northern Victoria (Australia).
Bridal Veil by Denise Nowakowski
A bridal veil of morning mist surrounds the tresses of a willow tree
and on the ledge a slender form -
It's you! The bride to be...
reflected gently back in me.
Its crystal droplets softly fall
to cloak the past which you recall -
In loving rainbow arms to wrap
your heart in peace and sheltered space
until - at last, your soul mate calls.
The sun rejoices, as the mist
the rainbow drops disperse, then, flow
with every sigh of summer breeze
to join the stream that moves along
reflecting love from him to thee.
A people’s heart can be found in their poetic words. In history men and women have stood firmly upon their soapboxes and street corners, rallying the deepest beliefs of people to rise up and be heard. The poetrypages.com has offered that voice a new
Robin Ouzman Hislop's poetry is certainly in dialogue with some of the key architects of the 'poetics of indeterminacy' – both the Modernist strands represented by the likes of Beckett and Stein, and the postmodernist strands represented, initially,
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