Veiled Poem by M S Latter

Veiled

Rating: 5.0


Golden pitcher
drops of love falling
words and healings.

A gentle whisper
nudging, never forcing.

Like the wind
though unseen
stirs the leaves,
so he moves -
touching open hearts.

Saturday, March 12, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: wind
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Dr Antony Theodore 12 March 2016

Like the wind though unseen stirs the leaves, so he moves - touching open hearts. open hearts, the wind, golden pitcher, the leaves. great poem full of images. thank you. tony

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Ms Latter 12 March 2016

Thank you for your kind words Tony.

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