When worry cages me
I return to my freedom,
a dream state
that skims over all else.
Ahh! the serene trance
where reality is forgotten
and nothing is remembered.
Like dancing under water
or lost in lovers kiss,
I soak up peaceful delight.
A contest entry
- Your Serene Scene by Candyknife.
700 points, ended February 10, 2008, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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dreams truly are wonderful ,
i think this had a lot more potential for imagery though ,
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