A walk through the unknown paths,
Lead through the woods to the make believe mind
Make it as you chose, another memory,
Another Fairytale of some kind.
Twinkles of Fairy dust falls from the sky,
Leads the trails to nowhere.
Yet we hold life as a mystery together,
Through the cold damp dreary weather.
As we near dust we find warmth,
Holding each other within the sheets of love,
Sipping wine, wandering through minds,
While twinkles of Fairy dust falls from above.
Lost within the dreams sweet dreams,
Peaceful nights smothered in thoughts of the mind,
Choosing another memory to lock away,
A Fairy tale moment of one kind.
THis, is a different kind of poem. I had to read it three times, such is its impact and journey of enjoyment. I beleive you've gone up another level Rose. I see better and better to come. Great write. Lost for words,......blah,,,,blah....
Sometimes, Rosie, sometimes the TV will be turned off and the lights will be turned off and when my head lays onto the pillow a sense of peacefulness and well-being will come over me and if I dream I do not remember, but my peaceful night will bring about a sense of well-being come morning.
very nice poem, my friend.
Markie
Selected poems from previous & forthcoming collections together with Q&R apps on each page to enable audio rendition simultaneously with the written text
A further collection of poems, many from years in the Middle East, but also the California San Francisco and Central Coast areas (Santa Cruz, Carmel, Big Sur, Berkeley, etc.).
This is my personal inspirational book of poetry. It contains many poems written for family, friends, and relevant life situations. Hopefully you will find some that will encourage and inpsire you in whatever arena you are found in your circle of l
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Regis
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kathy
Excellent images.
Mary
Hugs,
Anna
Such thoughts do make such times beyond price.
Be always safe,
Karen
peace in your soul and in a beautiful dreamy
imagination. Love the feel of this and its delivery.
John
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D
very nice poem, my friend.
Markie
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your cuz