Rainbows and ladybugs, regal monarch butterflies
Gentle tickling breezes create laughter from your sighs.
Sweet essences of flowers mingle in the skies.
I wish that I could travel and become one within the breeze.
Soaring through existence, going where I please;
Absorbing life’s full beauty, comforted and with ease.
I would be safe away from all of human kind
Free to go exploring the musings of my mind.
To my wasted existence I’d gratefully be blind.
I could revisit the times that I cherish best
The ones that I covet and keep within my breast
All the sacred moments when I know that I’d been blessed.
The time of gliding dandelions floating in the air
Instill memories of a time carefree and fair
These antique moments are precious and so rare.
Those sacred times with my children no higher than my knee
They were my entire existence and were the world to me.
I cherish them as in the past but they have the world to see.
I taught them about the rainbows, ladybugs and regal monarch butterflies
And showed them how tickling breezes create laughter from their sighs
The sweet essences of the flowers mingle in the skies
I have so many feelings that seem so hard to convey
Like sweeping, arching branches in the winds gently sway.
All my jumbled feelings change from day to day.
I write about my feelings that are full of darkness or shine bright
I speak of how I am gentle or a warrior with might.
Little specks of who I am my words to you give sight.
Author notes
I started with a few things in my head and they went off to many places. I figured I was writing from my heart so I went with it. This is not my typical write since it doesn't have a subject per se.
Written September 14th, 2004
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I enjoyed this poem very much and identified with it. I think you said the things i would find very hard to say for it is often not so easy to unravel jumbled thoughts
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Hi – I love the message of your poem –
Yes it would be wonderful to be part of a breeze – gusting and bending flowers when and where you please. But it is sometimes nice to settle down and put your feet up and be still for a moment too – Haha if a breeze does that it is no longer a breeze – its gone. So I suppose it is best to be a wanderer - who can come home when the heart yearns for rest and contentment – Albert.
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neat! nice job! very well written form of poetry. loos like you put a very lot of effort and all to write this poem. thank you for sharing this poem with me and everyone else who has read it.also this is a very beautiful poem and a cool excellent well done poem!!
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Some wistful musings here and expressed beautifully and the structure looks good.With some effort you can even turn this into a Terza Rima I guess. The terzets are already there all you need to do is work on the rhymes.lol. It is always better to write from the heart and go with it wherever it takes you.A beautiful poem.
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And it was written so beautifully. I really loved how you tied the beginning to the end. This piece is just so breath-taking! You have a true talent for writing, something that not many have. This is a good note to end on, and to end I shall. I'll be gone for awhile, maybe a week or so. I'll try to be back by Sunday! I just need to get caught up on my school work since I've missed two days already.
~Kp~
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The vivid images came through the words and read like a mind story ..great write ..well done -
Well going off randomly in many places just because you have thoughts in your head seems to be a good way to write a poem for you. And I agree, it sort of doesn't have a subject, but that's the beauty of it- this piece is like dozens of ideas all melted together like waz making something unique and surreal. Cheers, Kat
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