SHE DREAMS
She lies arrayed in languid form
and deep within her flurried mind
the nightly patterns interweave
igniting flames of fantasy.
In homage to her servitude
a victim of unfettered dreams
of sands that trickle in the glass
and well honed scythes that swing.
And on she sleeps till embers die
to wake anew with fevered brow
and lie as if in cast of bronze
in early mornings solitude.
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
Offline) - Published: January 29th, 2017 01:03
- Comment from author about the poem: Another serious one plus another of my watercolours.
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Comments7
Painting and pastel poem wow great combination here in vivid evocative freeverse. Your word choice is elegant and very poetic. Kudos.
Pls do comment on my latest poem too, u r most welcome to. Even one line will do.
Fantastic Michael
Love this...
Thanks so much PH
Excellent Michael!
Thanks WriteBeLight
A victim of unfettered dreams. Love it.
Thanks Augustus
Beautiful Painting ~ Beautiful Dream ~ Beautiful Poem ~ Thanks for sharing ~ Yours BRIAN.
Cheers Brian
this absolutely mesmerized me.....had to read it again and again....one of my favorites posted on the net. bravo! encore!
I think we might have a mutual admiration society going here as I feel the same way about your work - so thank you so much Janey.
Am so pleased to have caught these two little gems - a wonderful start to my time on line today - the read swept me away and as for the watercolour - you are so talented Michael. Keep up the good work.
Bless you Fay - thanks for the kind words. Off to the studio now..!
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