
Splash The Mud Puddles
I dance among the wild daisies,
and trumpeting daffodils
Wandering among the Lepidoptera garden
I became blinded by the faith of innocence
Climbing atop the valley, of my heart strung emotions
…the lilaceous star gazers permeated my soul
Their perfume whispering to the blossoms of the honeysuckle vine
Offering my spirit to meld into the essence of love’s creation
I made a headdress alter to dance the dance of my dreams
Making promissory wishes under the prismatic rainbows
I feel like a star struck comet gazing among a glistering bounty
While I splash the mud puddles with absolute perfection
Barefoot and skyclad, I set myself free,
To be one within this garden of all my dreams coming true …
Poetry by: Victoria L. McColley
Cheers,
Dan
Ron
Spring freshness and how sweet the honey suckle twinkles the nose. Mud puddles to splash! Loving your sketch!!
Lady Mary Ann
most enjoyable reading
Love & Peace be with you
William
George
budd