Over mountains and bridges,
through a second in time.
To lift up with ease, my wings carry me,
effortlessly ...
Like lace covered patterns,
woven in feathers of metallic threads.
Wrapped in golden hues, my body floats.
Toward a sun that is radiant and warm.
Beautiful dreams take me,
to places I desire to see.
I soar ...
Red Wolf Journal Spring 2014, and a fresh start
10 years ago
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Simply beautiful, Pamela. I can picture you soaring....soaring.
ReplyDeleteAnd the words soar, too. Nicely done.
ReplyDeleteThis is lovely Pamela! And "lace covered patterns,
ReplyDeletewoven in feathers of metallic threads. Wrapped in golden hues, my body floats," is quite spectacular!
Beautiful dreams indeed! Thank you.
ReplyDeleteSuch a beautiful poem. I want to be part of a dream like this. Wow..soaring around. Love the images it brings and the freedom it feels like.
ReplyDeleteMy favorite lines:
ReplyDeleteBeautiful dreams take me,
to places I desire to see.
I soar ...
You do indeed soar, Pamela! Such a serene poem - love it!
Your poem soars effortlessy, as do you on dreams. This is just a beautiful and well written poem, Pamela.
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
Pamela
ReplyDeleteBeautiful dreamer you are, soaring with your dreams, to dare experience and reach even higher,
enchanting....
Joanny
Just gorgeous, Pamela
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A wonderful soaring poem!
ReplyDeleteIt made me soar too!
ReplyDeleteis it love poetry or missing muse or nothing?
A wonderful post! =)
ReplyDelete-Weasel
Take care that you are not Icarus!
ReplyDeleteas if you opened a door and let us into a room of your house, your thoughts... wish
ReplyDeleteThanks to all of you for the very nice comments!
ReplyDeletePamela
What a beautiful poem, Pamela. It makes me want to fly!
ReplyDeleteThanks Zouxzoux!
ReplyDeletePamela