Gliding out of the pine-wood frame,
Draped in a light, dew-dripping breeze;
Innocence sleeping in green eyes,
Scented silk floating in dawn mist.
Sometimes an artist remembers
To leave an exit in pictures
For fair ladies to walk out,
Like in a tender morning dream.
Sweet be the world that awaits her,
For she is unspoilt so far;
Angelic soul in mellow curves,
Femininity in perfection.
Gentle, she treads into new worlds,
Amidst the sighs from the canvas;
Unknowing, she moves to fresh paths,
May angels guard in her sleep-walk.
Author notes
Do girls in pictures sleep-walk out of their frames?
A contest entry
- Anything You Want :: Celebrating my 100 Trophies by Manda Kathryn.
900 points, ended February 13, 2008, 45 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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G'Day Sunflowerbeauty
What an image you created in my head.
I love the final line; such masterful beauty
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Thank you for your entry
Best of luck
Stay safe
~Manda
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Dear Manda,
Thanks for the kind comments I am happy that you loved the entry... Take care..
Hugz,
Sunflower.
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This is a wonderful poem. You did a good job on it and I really enjoyed reading it. Great job and keep writing!
-Karin-
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