six white horses
with banners displaying
cartwheels turning
shadowless trees swaying
a trickle of tears
escalated into a flood
the market on the avenue
was buried in the mud
as the dawns new light
started pouring in
singing a lament
this was a holy place again
a fire was blazing
near the broken jug of wine
squeeze some more juice
from the fruit of the vine
dreams were colored
in a milieu of rust
and six pure white horses
pulled that cart of hope and trust
on the foreshore of the river
stand the golden gates of dawn
the pipers tune was playing
as the flood of tears moved on
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Author:
WL (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: September 26th, 2017 08:58
- Comment from author about the poem: Painting and poem about a new morning , rejuvenation and hope
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Comments7
This is excellent poetry, WL! Beautiful imagery and rhyme! Picture of hope that I could use on this fine day. Thanks for sharing!
Thanks Christina I needed a poem of hope myself
Great painting - great poem!
The perfect way to start my day!
I like how you relate the tears in the second and last stanza. So well written!
I thank you , I always think I can do better but am learning to leave a poem and go on to the next
You are right WL. While the saying goes that there is no good writing, only good re-writing, sometimes it is better to leave it as it is. I found I tend to 'over-edit'. But thank God for computers. I usually copy the whole poem and work on the copy. That way I still have the original one and can compare it side by side. Since I have the memory of a fish (3 seconds), I need all the help I can get. 🙂
Lovely poem! Great writing and rhyming style. Very good. Well organized. Reads well. Nice. Love the Subject base also. Keep up the good writes. 😊❤💕
Thanks China , I look forward to your comments
Stunning painting and amazing writing - - loud applause for both of them Bill.
Thanks Fay they do belong together
Yes, amazing writing and painting. So talented you are. Great imagenary to complement each other.
Thanks Malu always glad that you take the time to read
Welcome
Thanks Martina love your comment
Beautiful write may the pipers never stop playing.
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