How well it came to be that sunset at the fount of Eve dominoes and piccolo's fell and noted a garden of roses circles the tree
Therein trees top rests a white dove swathed softened sweet spot nesting her Young up there sees squirrels run hiding a found nut before it was caught
Out here in the glen where the pixie pray fawn dance ever beckoning moonlight falls spray their lighten cascades streams glisten gentle waves settling rest in zephyr wind
this is a gorgeous painting of a utopian natural universe, dazzling imagery and profound metaphor make this a masterpiece of "garden of eden" type beauty and splendor. well penned!
Posted 11 Years Ago
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11 Years Ago
I thank You My Brother---I could LIVE in such a place!!!
Utterly romantic, gentle read....and you know zephyr is my favorite word! Simply beautiful my friend.
Posted 11 Years Ago
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11 Years Ago
Awwww why thank You Frieda much appreciated--indeed it tis a lovely word--i love all the greek winds.. read moreAwwww why thank You Frieda much appreciated--indeed it tis a lovely word--i love all the greek winds...the Roman as well---magic to such things--but indeed i have seen You use Zephyr a bit;)....me thinx it could fit any poem just fine eh :)
Be well!!!