little dove

harmless

arrows fall gently and harmlessly 
under the sunshine in a gigantic hill 
simple sunrays flutter on a cloud 
with butterflies dancing on there arms

clouds move so quietly in mysterious blue 
little bells sing, little bells sing with the fairies 
and flames sparkle beside birds wings 
feet of wonder sing violet bubbles again and again

cracks of silver breathe hope into the moon 
and the moon flows without a single word 
the black myserious night steps away 
and the hill blossoms with electric colour

the blossoming seeds love the rain as much as the sun 
bubbles of silver sometimes sit like a little cat 
as the forests dance playfully and with freedom 
in a mysterious imperfect world with peaceful shapes

Comments4

  • Crystal Hope

    Your description was fantastic on this one. Nice job!

  • BRIAN & ANGELA

    THANKS DOVE: Love every word in this delightful poem celebrating the mellowness & movement of nature! Your words morph into lines and the lines into perfect stanzas! The four elegant quatrains morph into a very elegant poem. The basis of all good poetry is WORDS! Please check my POEM : MELODY OF LOVE. Thanks for caring : Love ANGELA XXXX

  • Goldfinch60

    Beautiful write Little Dove.

  • orchidee

    A fine write Dove.



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