I sow discretionary images
Upon the fertile folds of your mind
Like an ancient balladeer
My song lures you near
Meter,lyric,I've long rehearsed
Now softly 'tis dispersed
Your imagination may reap
Whatever contentment runs deep
A game I'll wage
'Til semantics have their will
As you escape into delight
Remember forever the magic
Of this peerless flight
Regis
Hugs
Selene
I Enjoyed Reaping your sowing of poety
the music to my soul :)
Embraced ~ Embrassé
Vickie
John
Ron
Carole~
This is truly exquisite Jon! Wonderful and gentle visuals.
Christine
Be always safe,
Karen
Blessings, friend ~~ Micke
I thoroughly enjoyed it!;-)
ET