I dream
like fish in spring
of slanted green shaded
sun bed haze,
ripples of silence
through pollen mist
and rustle reed.
those dragonfly days
when we splashed
and shouted
in golden brown
pools of light.
while snow falls
and the world is cloaked
in winter's jealous shroud,
I dream
of my lost
lazy summer
joy
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Author:
markashley1961 (
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- Category: Nature
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Comments1
Nicely said in vivid images producing feelings of nostalgia and a longing to return to those days and place.
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