Witness

Prompt from Eugi's Causerie - SUNSHINE A ray of sunshine,Between you and me.You, above the clouds,And me, below them.You were of shade white,And I had the rainbow.You shed your tears,So I could  have seven colors.When you descended once,We confessed our love.This same ray,Witnessed it then.The chilly mornings,Were meant to cuddle,To soak in the warmth.You always...

Clouds

The clouds taking shapes as they please- sometimes dragon and sometimes a bunny. Moving in the sky always- they never stop nor are they tired, always following the wind. White or grey – always follow the same rule.Thunder and lightning- they do their thing, Rain or sunshine- to read their mind. Clouds in grey and whiteDays...

Magical Garden/ Poem

Always spring there,With the fineness of flowers.Air filled with the honey talkOf butterflies flying around.Adding to the musicOf the water flow.Rainbow bridgesSpanning love lakes.Birds in all bright shades,Flocking in the sky.And there will be fairies-Them all so pretty.With their colored eyesAnd glass wings.Playing peek-a-booAmong the clouds.When the brightest stars,Light up the night skies,The lamp posts...

Bright is White / Poem for 25/10/2019

Snow FlakesAnd angel wings,Serenity Sake.Ethereal cloudsAnd strongest lightCertain crowd.Baby's delight,Color of smile,Shining bright. Today's Prompt : WhitePoetry Style : MusetteThis is my entry for OctPoWriMo 2019 http://www.octpowrimo.com/2019/10/octpowrimo-day-25.html

The Inverted Universe/ Poem

The flock of sheep Lots of them- I must say. They move gentle, Caring less and caring nought. They know not, That down below, (Or up above,) In an inverted Universe, A dreamer dwells. (Watching and waiting).   A romantic someone, With a dreamy brain, Conjuring a world different- A world beyond the shiny walls,...

Dreams / Poem

I want to write about dreams-Those that are bountiful,Those that are beautiful.Those that transcends,Dimensions ever imagined.My dreams are enriched-With all the known colors,And all the colors unknown.Yes, they have the whites, And the blacks -the cast away.My dreams do smell- Of the fresh blooms of spring,Of the freshly brewed coffee,Of the freshly baked bread.They also...