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Misty memories call my name
Take me back to the days of old,
where memories shine of gold,
where moonbeams travel amongst footsteps & thought,
where wandering trance like i am caught,
between the whispers in memories of gold like orbs
where the road of life leads and quickly absorbs,
take me back to the place I saw
Where when I am there I am filled with awe
A dream upon the mist swirling upon the air
of my atmosphere
wishing I was still there.
Inspirations are found where
Inspirations are found where ever our thoughts lead us, I'm happy, and honered, that my simple words fueled your talent.
Thank you for this wonderful response.
You had some wonderful
You had some wonderful inspiration! The spellbinding flow set me adrift on this perfect illustration of the power of memories. Hypnotic word choices and a dream-like wordscape. So beautiful.
Beautiful poem with an
Beautiful poem with an excellent rhyme scheme.
Starward