Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Dream
She dreamt she was a flower
blooming in a field
petals wide open
her gentle heart revealed
Waving softly in the breeze
while taking in some sun
she was never happier
and then the dream was gone
©2009 Fenny
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Another short but beautifully descriptive poem. It reminds me of one of my favorite Robert Frost poems, Wind and Window Flower. I love your style. Thanks for sharing.
Posted by: Ben | Tuesday, June 16, 2009
How quickly dreams evaporate...don't they? Beautiful poem, as always.
Posted by: Hazelmarie 'Mattie' Elliott | Friday, June 26, 2009
Oh this is such a gentle thought to consider...
Posted by: geraldine | Saturday, June 27, 2009
For some reason, I couldn't comment below re: Luke. I am so sorry to read of his passing. Sending many hugs your way. He is with you, always. Love never dies.
Posted by: geraldine | Saturday, June 27, 2009
Thanks Geraldine ... he is
Posted by: Fenny | Sunday, June 28, 2009
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