Where does the sun go when you are not here?
Driving on the wing wearing saffron purple, holding
brass chimes the God's listen to in the wind. Like
a dream to me, I get lost in your eyes; this is where
love is. You can take me to the sky as emotion dances
in your head, lips touch peacock glitter blue and green.
I don't know where I am, yet, fare will be heartbreak;
the moment is now. See who I am, carved stone is that who
you want me to be; maybe I've found that one forever.
This illusion, feels it's time to go if you do not want me
as my feet shuffle down the path from red plantation.
Author notes
Photo prompt by Danny
A contest entry
- PIF/Picture Inspired (just because) by AliceinPoetryLand.
700 points, ended September 13, 2008, 7 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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a good poem, love strikes the sun as dream bed down for the night and sighs walk away with sure steps of not wanted.
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Wonderful
Very creative and so well done. Congratulations on the bronze. It was well deserved.
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Such spectacular images you have penned in this. A truly creative piece. Thank you so much for your entry
Gaylene
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Wow!
What splendid colors you paint with words. This is beautiful.
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So Lovely!!!!!!!!!
Well my friend, this one makes the mind wander down the garden path. I can so relate to these beautifully written words. Brings a sigh maybe a tear if I read again as I wander down memory lane among your lovely words of love and longing. Thank you for sharing this heartfelt poem. A pure delight this morning. Such a pleasure to read your poetry. Take care. Best of luck. A winner!!!!!!
Blessings,
Sandy
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