A dream of white, snow newly laid,
Lines of footprints, all freshly made,
As across the ground we go,
Leaving our footprints in the snow.
A dream of yellow, sun so strong,
Lines of sunshades on sand, belong,
As across the beach we go,
Leaving the shades, in the sun’s glow.
A dream of blue, sky clearly seen,
Lines of vapour, where planes have been,
As across the land we go,
Leaving the trails, that skywards flow.
A dream of black, the night is here,
Lines of stars, which slowly appear,
As across the hours we go,
Leaving the stars, on night’s shadow,
A dream of colours, as dawn awakes,
Lines of raindrops fall as daybreaks,
As across the day we go,
Leaving the drops, on dawn’s rainbow.
© Ernestine Northover
A dreamy & lovely poem Ernestine! And a pleasure to read! ! *10*! ! ! ! May your rainbow follow each rain, And your great gift of poetry that you share, never wain! Friend Thad
Ernestine, beautiful write indeed..its flowing each piece of your words I could truly feel the beat on it..and you are one of the best... Best regards and god bless you love Mary
This is a beautifully stuctured piece Ernestine, nature at a very beautiful stage Love duncan X
A lovely write about nature's colours, and at the moment just a dream with this constant rain, excellent Ernestine, Love Lynda xx
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Excellently written again Ernestine, the repeats work really well and paint a different scene in each verse. Andrew x