Ringing a Bell

Michael J. Schaeffer

Ring a Bell

2/13/22

The Daylight is Barely Out. The Dark Clouds and Rain is Blocking the Warm Sun. This Could be an All Night Thing. The Rain is Heavy. It is Hard to See. The Sunlight is Minimal. This is the Weather that She has to offer Us. Tierra, a Queen within My Mind. My Imagination. Looking at the Sky, Oceans or Even the Land that the Name Tierra Rings like a Bell within My Mind. Dancing with Her at Night in a Dream that is Complete. Completely in Need and is Necessary. In Darkness, with My Eyes Closed a Picture of Her Comes to Life and a Voice is Almost Present. The Weather is Radical. Barely Any Light. Lighting, Thunder and Heavy Rain. Sitting here Watching it All as My Mind Buzzes a Ring and the Name Tierra is being Played by the Bell. My Young Beautiful Queen. My Young Beautiful Earth. Watching the Land being Cleansed by Your Alluring Spells to Continue this Crazy Journey Called Life or Existence. Again Tonight as My Imagination Runs Wild the Thought of Tierra or Earth will Penetrate My Heart, Mind and Soul. And if this Beautiful Angel has Time Maybe We will Whisper in a Romantic and Enticing Way Tonight...

M.J.S. 

  • Author: MJS (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 20th, 2022 13:54
  • Comment from author about the poem: Something I wrote about the Earth and a Woman.
  • Category: Letter
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