I dreamed of sandy beaches
with little umbrella drinks
which soared in the air
and floated upon the sea
skyward bound, one thinks
too many hours in the heat
I dreamed of lovely ladies
sunning on the beach
in string bikinis without tops
whenever I would approach
they ran away
then I’d find myself running
in slow motion
I wouldn’t, couldn’t reach them!
I dreamed of a cool ocean breeze
the curtains flapping in the room
the sun streaming into corners
flooding, filling my dreams
with mermaids swimming
towards me, pretty smiling faces
I dreamed of a beckoning
I was swimming in the sea
I guessed there’d be a reckoning
if one could be found there
It seems they’d disappeared
just like the pretty mermaids
who swam away
The captivating music of birds and the enchanting beauty of roses have, each in their own right, inspired people around the world for as long as anyone can remember. How the two combine with the challenges faced by a struggling writer in Georgia to c
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Chrissie
eventually;-)...wonderful write
Well done.
well wrought
Reindeer
*Marlene*
Peg
Sandie Angel :o) a.k.a. May Lu $*_*$