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Frolicking In Poetryland
transcend the
realm of reality
a place where beauty
hides
where
the sun
moon and stars
meet each morn and
night
where
life dreams
'til time arrives
from its deep unending
sleep
from
the lush
green of the
ground to the tallest
trees
stretch
upward to
the heavens above
greeting a new days
affair
pastel
rainbows spread
across earths canvas
dressed for the many
admirers
blended
fragrances drift
through the air
teasing all within its
range
images
of children
laughing and playing
knowing no boundaries nor
prejudices
an
alarm in
my brain wakens
i've returned to
reality
LOL that was pretty funny,Deborah R.s comments,now i know we crossed paths with in or with out lol L&P
HI~you know i love this one,i know we did a few classes together lol hey screw reality!too many bills,fantasy land everythings free lol keep em coming L&P
Dear Linda Poetry is such a wonder vehicle - transportation for our imagination. A lovely poem! Regards Donkerman
Nice thoughts in this dreamy place, poetryland. Reminds me of our own Tim Marshall, lol... Thanks for posting, Linda. It is a lovely poem.
This poem's title caught my eyes...and my, i am glad to have read it.. Your clipped free lines have a sense of direction in them...especially in the middle. It is as if momentum is building up over there. Enjoyable..and evoking. Smilesz.
ooh... poetry allows one to be creative. it can be anything you want it to be or you can express in words, reality from any perspective. you seem to have a very pleasant perspective of most things. moons, stars, flowers, fragrances... everything is lovely! may your life be filled with the beautiful things in this poem. =D