I have the sand to drift to the dunes
A family to call mine
moon light sails through the universe
history sails the 7 seas
wind makes an escape
last year to chase the long nights
A sadness spreads over your life
the pasts heavens dream a dream
fly into my soul
sway of happiness
I have music to dance to
winter snow chases the series
singing black birds jump gracefully to the light
books have no ending
jasmine breath
secrets whisper
fog takes over your life
fire blossom's
words of wisdom
I have California clouds to carry me away
EVERYTHING!
Saturday, October 24, 2009
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I really liked your poem! What was your golden line?
ReplyDeletehistory sails the 7 seas from Laudi!
ReplyDeleteDear Laudi,
ReplyDeleteI really like the way you wove in the lines that make it sound like the beach!
I agree with you golden line.
Abby