Softly she sighs as
daylight comes.
I see the sun rise in
her eyes and smile at
light of dawn.
Her reflection shines
in
pools.
Calm
Serene….
She moves across the water in
the stillness of my mind
and soon my thoughts are
lost in clouds of
feathered down as she lifts
her wings to flutter
But….
never makes a
sound.
She ruffles my heart with
the majesty of her
moves.
Her feathers tickle me
lightly as she plays a
symphony of sound in the
ripples lovely
flow.
A perfect gift from
heaven with that twinkle in
her eye.
She glides into my dreams.
beautiful water
queen.
Perfection personified
and..
So pleasing to my eye.
~~*~~
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Poetry Pentry #64
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hmmm like a ghost, teasing laying a kiss of remembrance. I love it D. 🙂
Very nice about love and passion. Great read.
elegance indeed! This would make a beautiful lullaby – soothing and dreamy.
how wonderful to read something light and airy this in line in particular “symphony of sound” was like the creme filling in a lady finger pastry!
Her reflection shines
in
pools.
Calm
Serene….
A beautiful dream !!!
A poem to get lost in, to tuck your mind under the feathers of that swan’s wing. A poem to dream by. And now, I will. Thank you for this loveliness come to life on the screen. Amy
http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2011/08/30/third-eye-of-the-sightless-woman-dverse/
Awesome !
☮Siggi in Downeast Maine
this is so beautiful…
She ruffles my heart with
the majesty of her
moves
the whole piece moved elegantly… as the ripples I imagined.
Flowing… I love how the pace quickens after the awakening.
wonderful dream makes it hard to open your eyes
this made me smile… i could see it, beautiful
a dream I would never want to leave…beautiful 🙂
Beautiful words to sink into and wash away a frantic day. Love losing my thoughts in your poems.
Bren…this is just, quite simply, beautiful! I caught the moment and enjoyed it much. Thank you!
beautiful water queen. that’s the jewel for me.
Lovely flow.
My favorite lines:
“and soon my thoughts are
lost in clouds of
feathered down as she lifts
her wings to flutter
But….
never makes a
sound.”
We spend winter in the desert. There is a water hazard outside our place and there used to be a swan there. I loved coming out in early morning to watch her, so peaceful. Two years ago she was killed by an errant golf ball. (We were there). I grieve her loss. You brought me a poignant memory with this one.
smiles. on a whole other level this takes me back to watching my wife dance in the Swan Lake…beautiful write…
Serenely executed. Felt very meditative and elegant. Enjoyed this! ~ Rose
Ahh, ruffles your heart with the majesty of your moves, I love that!
This whole poem flowed for me like a fresh batch of my favorite fudge into a pan to cool. Like a chorus of the best ballerinas onto a stage made of feathers and rice.
inspiring!
When I reach the end of a poem and can continue watching the image it generated, that is a great poem.
very elegantly written….thoughts lost in clouds of feathered down…what a wonderful place to get lost…hmmmm…lovely
Your line breaks are perfect and make for a delightful read. So calming, lulling. Beautiful!
This is very soothing and dreamlike…I like that twinkle in her eyes ~
So serene and beautiful!
Definitely a dream that one wants to have, just as she glided in, this piece glides beautifully all they way through, very nice!