Come dance with me under the swaying tree
Where once we used to kiss;
where we carved our names and love proclaimed,
with never a thought amiss.
Come dance with me under the swaying tree
as its drooping branches float
on the evening breeze. Oh, remember, please,
the poetry you used to quote.
Come dance with me under the swaying tree
and rekindle our love grown old.
Let the passion flare we once knew there
when we were young and bold.
A contest entry
- Come dance with me under the swaying tree. by Mango Memories.
400 points, ended October 27, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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wow, what a wonderfully great poem from beginning to end.
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bawww!
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??? I'm afraid I don't understand your comment on Come Dance With Me in your contest. cq
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bawww = awww
i liked this.
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Feelings expressed clearly. Like the sentiments! I like the last stanza best. Nice rhyming!
Well written poet! All the best.
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Love the rhyme, flow and sentiment expressed here, as love looks back nostalgically to yesteryears and love as it first bloomed....Such a delightfully penned scribing......All the best in the contest!
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Very beautiful and a terrific continuation of the prompt.
Your last stanza is very moving and I read as a prayer,
so I hope that the embers are still smoldering
and will soon alight again. Good luck in the
contest.
~Jeannie
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Beautiful piece. I like the repetion, and the rhyming in this piece was really nice. Best of luck in the contest with this.
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