particles of the panacea
are floating; finite
whipping the foam
of a mighty love
an oceanic opulent
bed; with twisted linens
spools of cotton
swim on the floor
this bed:
sails fly
under and over
wave after wave
dragging oysters from the bottom
dolphins dance alongside
angelic songs sung
freedom announced to the seagulls
In her room
she opens and closes drawers
tidying away clothes
smiling at simple pleasures
the ceiling becoming
a canopy of sails
her mind races
to his shoreline
he reaches out
to find the pearl
hidden inside
Enjoyed
A pleasure to read a poem that is written out of the sheer love of the language - I'm new to this site and must read your full portfolio over time. now to enjoy the day.
Very
Kind of you to comment.
Nice to meet you! Welcome!
I'll look forward to your art in words!
Thanks so very much!
Poetry is passion,imagination & soul mixing together....
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