We will wing through mystical whimsy,
feel the wind of unconquered dreams in our face...
soar on the fanciful illusions
of souls bold enough to fly free.
We will weave through webs
of long forgotten hopes...
brush the soft lips
of what still may be.
Donning our rose-colored glasses,
we will plunge through the lonely of grief, explore but briefly, the tree of truths,
seeing them only as we wish them to be.
We will tickle the lashes of gay giggling children...
stuff in our pockets all that they say...
sprinkle their heads with safe golden wishes...
rain a river of kisses as we fly gaily away.
For words on the wings of another's pen
can lift us to a far different place...
distractions of flight for a heavy heart...
gifts of uplifting light for a dark dismal day.
Every writer makes this invitation, and you have made this abstraction very tangible indeed! I took you up on your offer to fly with you Pat, and I'm glad I did .
~Z.B.McClure
Reviewed by Fallon Darkwood (Reader)
Reviewed on July 29, 2011
Aww, this poem is really bright and cute. It makes one forget their troubles and imagine a better world.
"...stuff in our pockets all that they say."
one of the many glorious lines in this fine writing,
Pat, laced with energy, doing and hope.
Uplifting, positive acclaim.
A SO INSPIRING WORK...A PAINTING! THE IMAGERY AND ESSENCE OF WHICH THE SOUL'S BEAUTEOUS FREEDOM, THROUGH ONE OF OUR CREATOR'S MOST LOVLIEST CREATIONS, IS CLEARLY SEEN...AND FELT. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS & FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on May 31, 2011
You had your thinking cap on here, Pat. Wonderful verses and out of this world situations. All combined for a magical, superb ride into wonderland. Liked the all, but the "tree of truths" stood out.
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
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~Z.B.McClure
I like it :)
Be always safe,
Karen
Blessings,
Christine
one of the many glorious lines in this fine writing,
Pat, laced with energy, doing and hope.
Uplifting, positive acclaim.
John
Anna
Cheers,
Dan