Spoken Millenniums

She whispers stories of days past

Into the quiet of three A.M,

To the daisies in her garden

She sings songs of sunshine and rain,

And late at night she recites

Poetry about lovers and the stars.

From her lips,

Are the words from thousands of lifetimes.

Reviews

[Bitter Overdose]

I agree wholeheartedly with previous reviewers - there's this vibe to this poem, this amazing, hair-raising vibe. I'll, again, relate to your poetry and say that this is what girls are or want to be like - gentle, fragile, innocent... And you put it into eight lines. Beautiful!

[devon]

Thank you so much! It's a big compliment coming from you. :)

[Harley (arbiter)]

Really nice. I liked the structure and everything. God job

[devon]

Thank you very much!

[Have You Seen June?]

I like the vibe this gives off, girly. It just makes me feel warm inside. lol, it's really great. (:

[devon]

Thanks!

[Mir]

There's something mystical about this poem. I really like it!

[devon]

Thank you! :)