Thoughts carousel

Albert's Poetry Caf� challenge : carousel

 

Are you sure the sun doesn’t go to sleep?

Waking up the next day smiling

Just to tell us “good morning”

 

Perfumes are smiles from far away

The rain, are tears from the stars

That would like to come here to play

 

As flowers are butterflies that got tired

Butterflies are flowers flying

Animals have always something to say

 

Fruit trees are here just for children

To climb and hug and dream

And refuse to have an owner

 

And life can only be a merry-go-round

Trough mind’s mountains and vales

Hugs between “hallo and farewell” embracing the wind

 

As when we die we become poems

Swimming in the rivers of the love ones

And stars in the mind sky of the little ones

To shine for them whenever they need!

 

For a while, lost in this big universal carousel

Of thoughts, dreams and elusive illusions

I was dead to this daily reality

 

Until my grandchild arrive laughing

Coming in, just to resurrect me from the death!

Reviews

[Helena]

Oh my dear friend this was brilliant. So many wonderful stanzas I was hard pushed
to select my favourite, but I think this one was:

"As when we die we become poems
Swimming in the rivers of the love ones
And stars in the mind sky of the little ones
To shine for them whenever they need!"

You have a wonderful fertile, magical mind and your inner child muse strongly influences
your ability to write with the freshness and innocence of the young.

Truly lovely poetry Angi.

Love and Light
Helena

[emmajoy]

What a beautiful ending to a very strong stream of thought. I could almost see the butterflies becoming flowers...

'.. As when we die we become poems / Swimming in the rivers of the love ones / And stars in the mind sky of the little ones / To shine for them whenever they need!

You've woven a series of pictures into a painting. Thank you for letting me share.

[Salvatore Buttaci]

Great closing to your good poem!

Sal