Daydream in Blue

Frost tipped lashes sweep droplets of chilled

amethyst dreams down the 

gossamer divide between

life in waking dream.

As dawn creeps past the jealous clutches of reverie

amiable sunbeams dancing 'cross the face of

silvery pond and water lily,

her place is called Felicity.

Where love glows from starlit sky

to verdant green

And life will sing from robin's egg

to fairy's wing.

For him, she smiles fragrantly at the shady afternoon

Her silky buds extended in pinkish bloom

And ever a breeze would coolly sweep by

His willow's leaves kissed at her stalk and she'd sigh.

Reviews

[icaros13]

This is so agonizingly beautiful. There is a wistful desperate longing in these words that draws me into this beautiful daydream. It takes me back to a time when a beautiful poetess and I shared many days when moments as these you have so eloquently penned were not only real, but commonplace. So lovely. Well done.

[Eric Cox]

Beautiful. A breeze of lovely imagery. Excellent pen upon this shining write.

[Kristallo]

Eric, you always wrap me in the warmth of your gracious words. I am humbled to see your return to my little part of the cafe- and I am SO glad that you enjoyed this. Thanks for reading. :)

[Eric Cox]

You're welcome

[John Phoenix Hutchinson..]

His willow's leaves kissed at her stalk and she'd sigh..........

Love that ending.....worthy of a 100 all on its own!

[Kristallo]

Well, thank you, John. :)

[MOON]

You have painted this vivid landscape with some of the most beautiful words.Amethyst sounds like a dream ,Felicity and verdant green all evokes such lovely gentle pictures in the mind. Striking verse.

[Kristallo]

Thank you, Moon, you are so gracious.

[Wolf's Dark Song]

Very dreamy and romantic. Love the images, visuals and descriptions in your poem. Very skillfully done. Your talent shines in this piece!

[Kristallo]

Coming from you, that is quite the high compliment... my thanks to you.. :)

[Tate Morgan]

What a title yeah that was cool I read this 4 times And still feel it is beyond me.
I give high marks to that

[Kristallo]

Tate! I am humbled and surprised to see you were perusing my little corner of the world. Thank you so much. :)

[Tate Morgan]

You humble me quite often I think the world of you .You are a good soul.I admire that

[Kristallo]

Thank you so much... :)

[Alexandria Reece]

This is mythological. It reminds me of kodama and dryads, but also of a more whimsical version of Daphne's transformation into a laurel... as if someone rewrote it with a happy ending around the time of Shakespeare. There is such a beautiful and implacable Eastern feel to it though, not bankrupt of Western concept however... a beautiful play between the two. Everything you write is golden. Thank you for sharing, I could never exhaust myself in your words unless I should try to wrap my mind around all of your thoughts!

[I Shred This Cabbage]

you have painted the invisible cities of nature, and i say painted because it is obvious from the breakdown of your words that you have an eye for extended detail, you see the undulating wind on the mossy hill, the silent thoughts floating upward to be lifted in the balance of trees, the physical mouths and eyes of the clouds that lift depression. beautifully expressive writing.

[Kristallo]

How kind. Thank you so much, and yes, you're right- I have an eye for color. I often look at the elements of nature and wonder at which colors I could mix to re-create them, you can find a painting in everything. Thank you for reading my work, it means so much to me that you found it worth while.

[FJ Davis]

How utterly lovely!
This is exceptional work, Kristalo.

[KristynRuth]

Oh my.. so beautiful. It left me feeling almost weightless.. :) I loved this.

[Kristallo]

Thank you, Kristyn. I'm so flattered. :)

[h d e rushin]

you have a magical way of capturing the dream-state swish of fantasy
like an angel without ticket or invitation.
good work,
good read..hder.