Beautiful imagery. Love it. Liz

Hey! I missed this one. The last line throws me off each time I read this. It seems so carelessly placed there. I got gloriously lost in all of those z's and soft rhymes and plays on words, that it caught me off guard. But then, that line is right on the money. We get so caught up in our own ideas of beauty, that we can't see the even larger miracles around us.

And I need to send you a little thing my D wrote along the same vein that I think you'll like.

So nice to read your poetry again. --charlie

surprising and unexpected use of words - that is poetry!

...it is amazing how the inanimate can be viewed as animated when seen through the imaginative eye. love this.

Ah, love! Axilea you describe it so divinely, as it should be. May love and peace be always with you my dear friend. Jon Michael

Axilea, The art of love, forgetting what it felt like, and the exhilaration of the dance?? You are such a wordsmith!

Always,

Deborah

VERY NICE!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

wondeful imagery and words to lead us there
budd

All I can gather is that this is about, “coming out.” Blue on blue can't be seen, so it becomes the perfect disguise that can be ignored because it isn't, “seen.”

Ron

It's intriguing when people decorate there fireplaces with things that do not belong inside fireplaces, some psychologist probably has a theory on that but, to be free is wonderfully transforming

In the Spring time in the fields much is hidden that even butterflies would not dare to venture nor anyone else, you would hope, that would interrupt love.