Rhealand

A sky full of tiny stars

And stardust falling in place of rain

Wishes and dreams come true there

I let go of my sadness and pain

The moon talks to me all night

And I listen in solemn silence

All merry and peaceful there

Not a trace of any violence

The rainbow is my slide

And the sun is my best friend

Aurora Borealis is my partner

Of happiness, there is no end

Trees whisper songs in my ears

The wind always calls my name

All flowers smile when they see me

That land is mine, I claim

So come, I'll invite you to my domain

The whole place, it's my silent lair

But please, just let it be a secret

And don't tell anyone when you're there

Author's Note

This poem is about my own land, my imagination, a place I call Rhealand. I drift away there every once in a while. Do tell me how this one was!
:)

Reviews

[Zainab UF]

I agree with Owl - this feels like you toured (y)our head(s), watched everything and weaved your observations into a beautiful poem. Birds of a flock together? Anyway, awesome write with beautiful descriptions.

P.S. I'd like a VIP pass to Rhealand, please! :)

[Aehr]

you've got it! :)

[Owlgirl]

Wow! This is amazing! It's like you took a trip in my head (and yours) and found the perfect words to describe it, I love this. It's beautiful! Your vocabulary is amazing!
Wow! I love this!

[Aehr]

thank you!

[Harley (arbiter)]

Dang. That was amazing. I wish I had wrote it because that's exactly how I feel about my imagination.great job!

[Aehr]

lol.. thanks :)

[Soul Fire]

Wow this is amazing! (: Excellent work!

[Aehr]

thank you, Raya.. I'm glad you liked it :)

[Soul Fire]

You're welcome

[Aehr]

:)

[Southern Cross]

Can I book a ticket to Rhealand? It sounds like my kind of vacation..beautiful in its innocence

[Aehr]

yep! There's a VIP suite in our hotel for you already! :P

[Southern Cross]

*Smiles*

[Reeti]

Now, that's recreational the way you've come up with "Rhealand" which rhymes with "real land." :-)

There is a sweet melody in the tone of the narrator's voice. The usage of the term "Aurora Borealis" is artistic as it really helps to beautify your place known as the "Rhealand". There is a hint of polite mischief in the end as one can enter it if only invited. No vampires here of course, but stark and perplexing beauty of nature. Very mystical!

[Aehr]

Thank you Reeti, I'm glad you liked it :)

[Reeti]

you're welcome, Rhea. It's great to have one's head up in the clouds sometimes. =)

[Aehr]

i totally agree :)

[Tai Ryens]

Quite the optimistic portrait you've painted in your imagination; now shall I invite you to mine? I've taken to referring to it as Hade-, err, He-, err, Tailands (which somehow so closely resembles Thailand).

[Summer'sBreeze]

LOL
I've been there quite a few times, some would say I've never really left.

(not Thailand btw :P)

[Tai Ryens]

I believe I've seen you before, though oftentimes I hang out with the grim reaper, this little hillbilly with a big nose, and this dark humored young lass named Mandy.

[Aehr]

Okay, I'm coming :P

[AK]

Wow! Such a nice place to be in! I wish I could visit this place, Rhea! Great poem!

[Aehr]

thanks! :)

[AK]

:) welcome!

[Summer'sBreeze]

This was awsome. It makes me want to go to Rhealand! :))

A write well done, Rhea!

[Aehr]

thanks! :P

[Summer'sBreeze]

No prob ^-^

Now...where's that doorway to Rhealand?
XD

[Aehr]

oh, I'll take you there. Just make sure to pack your wishes and dreams well, and don't forget to grab your thoughts. You don't need a ticket, you're a VIP guest there till you stay, and just tell me when you're ready, and we'll leave.. :P