"Just Another Day in Paradise"

    As I listen to the birds, their songs carress the wind, 

   much as moonbeams dance on harpstrings, plucked at twilight.

   The phantom embrace of time glides across all worlds,

 

   transporting my subconcious murmerings to the forefront of  

   my awakening.

   As a dreamlike radiance exudes from my mind, I feel a 

   renewed sense of purpose, together with a shimmering of hope

   the same sense of hope eternal that has helped me survive,

   and has illuminated every tunnel these many years.

   For without hope, we have nothing. Yet with it, we own the 

   stars!   

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Beautiful imagery you have given your readers. Hope will lead us out of many a dark tunnel. Your poem, a very nice composition Mark. Thank you.

Chris

[Mark]

Thank you Chris! Glad you enjoyed!

[Chris Shaw]

I did. Thank you Mark.

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

beautiful
i have just discovered your writing, thanks so much love it

[Mark]

Thank you so much for your kind review.

[emmajoy]

'The phantom embrace of time glides across all worlds, .. .. '

For some reason, i could near hear these words spoken against music, perhaps, strings., You've created a lilt with that wonderful use of language - and the all important hope.

[Mark]

If I managed to do that, then that's fine by me! Thanks for your kind words.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

smoothly done with stirring imagery...

and yes, without hope there is nothing...but we can reach the stars if we maintain that hope...

really like the "phantom embrace of time"

Paradise will never again be what it once was...

never. so we have to make it so in our own minds and hearts.

[Mark]

Thanks Jacob! I've been away " awhile " . Lol. Glad to see you're still here!