Sylvia Frances Chan

Rookie - 52 Points (22 November / Jakarta)

Dreamland - Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

a poem as a result: thinking of my painting 'Dreamland'...

'....A poem is a painting coloured by words
a painting is a poem written in colours...'
© Sylvia Frances Chan

Dreamland
Beautiful view mist at distance
I sat staring with a glance
this pink world wide open
is this real, can I hope...n..

so sweet breathtaking colours
soft blue and pink makes purple
oh gosh...I want to walk fastest
but I am in slow-motion like a turtle
that sweet caress where comes it from
that one sweetest kiss at my night's prom
I feel it, I see it's heaven
I see my neighbour in black...n..

Paradise purple, pink and blue
I sat staring I think it's you
acropolic scene yet misty dew
in this mystery land, my sweet, I see only you


Bright weather in September
a very happy sunny day among the hay
Sat 3 Sept 2011-18.30 hrs
© Sylvia Frances Chan
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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, December 13, 2011



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