Cross this bridge
called Distance
Paint it into Nothingness
and mere Space
Bask in the opened gates
of Friendship bonds
tied in the ribbon
of our words
For with Poetry
we all dance
...with grace.
Copyright
cynthiabuhainbaello
01.19.13
philippines
Come lift your hand And cross the air And join to mine We are a pair; And twist about And pirouette, I am a fulcrum On the net; And dance with me Across the land Your grace has style Across the span You dip, I bow, I stand, You move, As dancers, We can yet improve.
friendship bonds. I like it. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Lovely poem Cynthia - very inspired.