Treasure of freedom

Treasure of freedom

A Poem by Nona

Keep me like treasure of freedom --

Keep me alive and smiley!

Feed me with sun beams and blossoms

Of yellow dandelions!  Lovely

and beautiful your attention --

Lighting my mornings and eyes…

I will keep you like ballast of wisdom

In my balloon of joy flying away up in the skies.

© 2012 Nona


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Soft, melodious and beautiful :) Like a soothing song whispered to calm one down. I adore this!

Posted 12 Years Ago


Как чисто и здороbо! И, я бы сказал, атмосферно. B Bашей чудной интерпретации любоbь дарит сbободу. Как жаль, что для многих она преbращается b рабстbо. Или это уже не любоbь?

Posted 12 Years Ago


Oh this is such a beautiful write.
Great imagery.
Wow.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Amazingly written. Nice poem.

Posted 12 Years Ago


another great poem, although i wish i knew what a ballast of wisdom and a treasure of freedom mean to you.. (i know what they mean to me) but im missing something in the dialogue.. Very Nice Work! -s

Posted 12 Years Ago


Beautiful thoughts in this poem. I like the use of words and the emotion create by the poem.
"Feed me with sun beams and blossoms
Of yellow dandelions! Lovely
and beautiful your attention --"
Thank you for the outstanding poem.
Coyote

Posted 12 Years Ago


beautifully rythmic and powerful imagery.

Posted 12 Years Ago


Beautiful :D

Posted 12 Years Ago


So sweet!~ "Feed me with sun beams and blossoms

Of yellow dandelions! Lovely

and beautiful your attention --

Lighting my mornings and eyes…"~ What a breath of fresh poetry!..Lovely!


Posted 12 Years Ago


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Nona
Nona

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