Dancing In Hydra Comments

With his deep voice made of cigarettes and alcohol He plays a Spanish guitar As we dance in Hydra....delightfully expressed! A beautiful poem!

cigarettes and alcohol He plays a Spanish guitar As we dance in Hydra Under an ancient moon then he walked away in Buddhist clouds. tony

You have a great imagination. Well done!

I like the feeling of your poetry, Leeann, but at the same time I feel a little lost like our two worlds are too far apart for me to know your greater meaning...?

Dancing! ! Musing along with cigarettes and alcohol. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

As we dance in Hydra Under an ancient moon The waltz lasted until the sea glowed In the Mediterranean sun.. great fantasy dear Lee Ann. tony

I find myself in Barcelona. Magnificent verse, LeeAnn.

we gave him coins and roses Then, he walked away In the Buddhist clouds /// fantastic expression

Enchantingly rich, with vivid detail, its almost like a surrealist painting. I love the last lines, it makes it more otherworldly, thank you for sharing LeeAnn.

I have to agree with all the comments made, this is indeed an excellent poem.

Such intensely beautiful and vivid imagery! Excellent poem!

Beautiful imagery here, I could see the coins and roses.

What an image! What a poem!

Fabulous. Highly imaginative. Thanx for sharing.