Dreamlit Days Of Watered Spread, Parted By Other's Own Interrupted Dread. Poem by Michael Gale
Dreamlit Days Of Watered Spread, Parted By Other's Own Interrupted Dread.
For tho' dreamlit days traveled sparse...
I fall'd fro' a tall tree's branch, 'lo shaken and marshed.
Frond's pondly acred square...
Show'eth thy leaves well tendered by care.
Nature's hills swamped by she...
A mother's Nature, 'tis true to thee.
Large citie's insteps it's granite slabs...
Upraised hills of concrete spires.
Bestills heartened heightened, ways, thusly transpires...
Ocean's seas hush all it's lathering blabs.
Sun drenched sunset spread out it's far searching reach...
Oceanic tremors swell to silently whisper and preach.
Do unhearing ears to sound's finely listen...
Water's beach'd sands admire to a happly greeted wave's mixed glisten.
Hasten to thy wasted laid...
Mast too high for wanted glade.
Moon beams spotlight lover's kiss...
Departed goodbyes, unleash time's fondly, reminisce.
Twin hearts seperated by miles and time...
Interferranced by relatives and busy buddies nosey rushed crimes.
SIR MJG...WHERE DO YOU COME UP WITH THESE ELABORATE TITLES? THY'RE QUITE IMMAGINATIVE FOR SURE...NICE STORYLINE HERE...JOB WELL DONE'''''''''~F. J. R.~''''''''''''''
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4/27/2024 5:38:32 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Hasten to thy wasted laid... Mast too high for wanted glade...you wrote the same thing in two ways in two poems...wow...yes nature speaks to us...but do we have the time to listen? ...do we have the will to make the correction? ...yes you do, just got to try! ! ! ...lovely thoughts michael...i think it will take me a 100 years to come even close to writing anything like you do...nalini