An Illusion Poem by Heather Burns
An Illusion
As a mist gathers
on the ocean
the sun warms
you blush.
A tide sweeps in
hitting the shore
your face in the
waves.
The sun brightly
shines
in the heat, you
melt.
A breeze grabs a
leaf
whirls it away
you fly.
A violent storm
gathers the clouds
you float.
Observations from nature's swings on wings of imagination. Beautifully described. Thank you.
Very nice. A tide sweeps in/ hitting the shore/ your face in the waves. - Takes me back to a childhood moment.
Like the lilting strains of a melody, like the cool touch of a passing breeze, this small poem refreshes and enlivens!
Loved it. I could merge myself in the nature's scenario. Thanks for sharing.
illusion is connected with nature. sometimes illusions are scary as the storm..sometimes it is pleasant.. Nice to read..
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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lovely.... i can interpret the poem in any way and on anything......as i wish..this is real poetry love it