T&M

Racing faster
along the meaningless road
spotting that white fence's glow
a little faster may we roam
until we make it to our
fantasy world
Pulling into the delicate path
while the swings sit waiting
for our arrival
Seems like it just appeared there
in our young eyes
and maybe it did
to our surprise
We swung
on those tattered swings
Until our minds let us know
we must explore
our very own world
a little more
There are surprises
with every step
but we manage
to come across
the bench
The bench that overlooked
all of the land
a great, pillowy meadow
and a magical coral tree

a soft moist path

where the lilly pads lay
and we can see it all
from that one bench
 

Here's to you,
Tom and Mary

 

Jumping up and running
full speed towards the middle
of that adventurous meadow
To find the healing power
from what just looks like
a simple flower
This is our place
We've made it
and now shall celebrate
our troubles disappeared
warm milk
and melting cookies
of our place
of Tom and Mary's
 

Author's Note

Something I found in the creases of my hand

Reviews

[Nina Marie]

I have to review this one. It's absolutely necessary.
I'll begin by say the childish joy I find in knowing the secret to this poem.
I feel special knowing what you're talking about here. A beautiful write, and an impeccable description, I might add.
When shall we allow our minds to wander to this place again?

[Leran Vakem]

I can only say one word about this poem, even if my mind can form more it will only be a waste

Beautiful

[Pink Poison]

I like your "author's note" almost as much as I like the poem! I love the innocent sense of discovery here, where everything is happened upon accidentally but becomes part of you forever. Thanks for sharing.

[DevilsNeedLove2]

This poem is so good, it makes me dumb when it comes to saying something about it. It's absolutely, amazingly beautiful.

You're very talented. I look forward to reading more.

[Vanessa]

Oh, and can you tell me what Tom and Mary's is??

[Vanessa]

How pretty....
Jeeze, I really yearn to run through some sort of meadow after reading this.... or maybe swim in the clouds.
Beautiful.

[robin]

You found T and M...I get it. I like it...you always leave some things unsaid and that leaves a mystery for us. Like what is she talking about? This was pretty and I could feel a cool slight wind as I ran down the hill with them. The flower power and the mysterious milk and cookies? Well done!