Daybreaks
Birds sing their song
Cascading waters flow
A breeze whistles among treetops
Night falls.
Relaxed
Is the mid-night
Reflection of the moon
That glistens soundly upon me
Tonight.
Silence
Soft petals fall
Rippling wonders of
Dreams untouched by curious
Birds sing their song
Cascading waters flow
A breeze whistles among treetops
Night falls.
Relaxed
Is the mid-night
Reflection of the moon
That glistens soundly upon me
Tonight.
Silence
Soft petals fall
Rippling wonders of
Dreams untouched by curious
Fingers.
11 comments:
Love the softer side of msP.
What a sweet, mellow little piece of poetry.
Thanks guys...I'm really bad at peotry...just thought I'd throw some out there to get some feedback...
Very beautiful. Ingeneous idea for a blog and a breath of fresh air.
hairsmystory.com
THAT WAS BEAUTIFUL, LOVE IT
"dreams untouched by curious fingers". Nice
Did you say somebody mooned you?
This is a really nice blog you have going here. I like your poetry and especially your short fiction.
I hope you don't mind, but I linked to this blog from mine.
Take care, and hope you had a happy birthday!
-- Wanna
Me likes...yeah, that felt soft!
Come on Ms. Puddin. Where you at?
Very nice. This poem was soft, serene and reminded me of sitting at my window having my thoughts drift off into the nite as I normally do.
Keep it up. I like reading. :-)
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