Treasure Island

kipper Stagg

(6th April 1957 / Earth)


A summer smile wakens me on a cold winter’s morning.
How I have thought of you,
Your words dancing across my screen
Like a bright sun ray.
You are like a rainbow in a stormy sky,
I see you in the far distance
Your words gently play.
Only your words fly to me
Warming and gentle,
Tender to the touch
Sheltering me from another grey and darkening day!
A world apart
Yet only connected through the ether!

Submitted: Sunday, January 30, 2011
Edited: Monday, February 14, 2011
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  • Elena Sandu (4/19/2011 4:12:00 AM)

    Sometimes the poems I love I read on my voice recorder, this poem is one of the most uplifting ones, sounds very kind, if you could hear it I am sure you would love it. I do feel the same about lots of poems they really lift me up and make my day. By the way, I pray for you to be ok.
    Please let us hear you're ok.
    Thank you (Report) Reply

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