You might have painted world for me…
Broad brushstrokes lighting seasons
With melded ocean hues
Night ‘n day, tidal hush, waves of froth-edged blue
Pointillistic sequin-starlight, periwinkle dusk
Pastel bouquet, tentacled, sea anemones
Trees drip sapphires all year-round
Beneath them fragrant lush jade ground
Lifted, blissed, above mad Earth
Siren songs waft ‘mid wind chimes
There we’d love, mute clock e’er stopped
At perfect younger time…
Dream me another canvas, dear
With books that float, a word-full boat
I will bide adoringly, fill pages, penning lines
Imaginary memories, far-fetched romantic rhymes.
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Your painted world is filled with radiant colours emanating precious memories. There is still time to dream. I love your poem, thank you.
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Thank you! Yes, there is always time for us to dream–dreams are a good place to live ❤ Thank you for the marvelous photo prompt!!
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You are welcome. I am glad you participated and shared your lovely poetry. Next prompt goes up on Tuesday.
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Oh thank you for the tip! 🙂
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😊❤
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Beautifully written, these lines really grabbed me:
Dream me another canvas, dear
With books that float,
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Oh my, thank you So Much–very glad you enjoyed it! 🙂
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Lovely poem, wonderfully penned!
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Thank you So Much, Jordy!
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So many wonderful images you painted with your words.
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Thank you very much!
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You are most welcome.
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🙂 ❤
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