Softer Times

~ a scribble ~

 

richard johnson ~ evening comes

 

 

~~~

Of a hill in veils of white

and a verse in gentle rhyme

dancing on a breeze of light

petals float the winds of time

 

Catch a few in grateful hands

a bouquet to smile with me

as in clouds of pink I stand

wrapped in your sweet memory

 

Clouds that seem to never rain

weaving flecks of sun and shade

in a vignette where the pain

is softer as edges fade

 

Just as soft, the tide below

pastel skies, it dances too

I watch the smooth ebb and flow

dreaming I could dance with you

 

Weave a verse in gentle rhyme

to dance with love and as light

as memories, softer times

of clouds in pink, hills in white

~~~

Reviews

[SmittyJas]

Lovely again this finds great joy to me heart rhyme away love and paint the ski with words of love to some special guy. his heart will skip a beat with every passing word that he has heard. The picture gets better as the poem seeps on. Spreading words of love if left unheard cupid's arrows would miss there mark I would be seeking your love Through these clouds of pink and hills of white. Your words are a bravo to the poetry world.

[MsJewel]

Thank you my sweet friend :) Julie

[Matching Socks]

Sweet and beautiful words with a hint of longing.
Gorgeous as always MsJewel!

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

Oh what your poetry does to me… leaving my heart in a state of bliss and my soul peacefully content. There I go sighing again.

[Dhaye]

This is so beautiful, Ms. J.
I love this sweet piece with its rhyme and rhythm. Softer times are when we just feel perfect serenity with nature. I love the sky and the sea, pink, white and blue colors.
Thank you for sharing a wonderful poem to us.